
Tea-Like Diffusion
I’m not really a big fan of metaphors. To me, they seem to sort of dance around what they are actually trying to say. It is ironic, because I write with metaphors all the time. In fact, I want you to imagine a glass of tea. The tea is golden brown, maybe it has some honey in it--no, MAPLE SYRUP. Since you’re kind of a hipster and care about the environment you’ve opted for a metal infuser that’s filled with loose leaf tea, instead of traditional tea bags. You’re not super de


When the Light Returns
Good afternoon everyone, sorry this post is a little late. I am struggling to write it because I know what I want to say, but the words just aren’t flowing. Let me start somewhere else. Let me tell you about my sister. Imagine a ball of light, every time you look at the light it warms you to your core. It’s like you’ve never felt so warm before—that’s my sister. She radiates warmth and love. KC is 1 year, 3 months and 18 days older than me and when we were younger, everyone t

Frosty
At instructor training, one of the things we talked about was ‘finding hope.’ I rolled my eyes thinking, “This hope thing, I’ve got it on lock. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY are we talking about this? Like can we stop?” We went around the room describing where our hope came from, at which point a smirk slid onto my face and stayed there; until, I started actively listening to where peoples’ hope was coming from. One person was talking about how she had survived cancer and that made her ho

A Magic 8 Ball's Wisdom
When I need a break from work, and life in general, I go shopping. I don’t tend to buy anything. But I like to walk down the aisles, especially in clothing stores and fold clothes on messy store displays as I go along. Don’t ask me why I do it, I think it harks back to the good-old days when I worked as a cashier at the GAP. That job was ok, but I really appreciated the employee discount and my evolving, killer style. To this day, I’m kinda a fashionista. This blog is not abo