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  • Grief,  The Kitchen Sink

    Life And Death In The Desert – An Eternal Cycle

    Spring is near. I can smell it in the air. Here in the desert, it smells of wet dust and humidity, stale wind, and decaying foliage. It's a time when we desert dwellers feel an urgency to get outside before the oppressive heat bleeds into our lives and has us drawing our curtains by noon. 
 Here, winter is the time for getting outside. It's the time when food and flowers bloom, and bird songs fill the vastness above our heads. But as the temperatures steadily rise, already hovering at 80 most afternoons, I can feel that hollow feeling that March often brings. Not exclusively about the loss of our…

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  • On Being,  The Kitchen Sink

    Hibernate Your Way To Better Self-Worth

    Having periods of busyness is a natural part of life. The goal isn’t to secure a permanent seat in the slow lane. I’m not even sure that’s possible. But when we marry chronic busyness to our sense of self-worth.

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    My Resolution to Forego Resolutions This New Years

    In hindsight, the kinds of New Year's resolutions I used to set were not so great at inspiring me into action, and they were more like sadistic torture plans. Not only that, but my feast and famine approach to accomplishing those "resolutions" often left me feeling demoralized and exhausted.

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    Don’t Ask This Question If You Want To Build A Meaningful Life.

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I’m a dog lover, chocolate addict, warm bread sniffer, slow tea sipper, blank notebook hoarder, nomadic homebody. I seek out opportunities to live my life on purpose.


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