Reflections

I think about how I got here. Why I am here, doing this thing that I'm doing. Some of my reasons have shown themselves to be projections that I or someone else made upon me a long time ago. Some hold strong. Some just mean different things now than they did.

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Happy 2017

I woke up this morning, New Year’s Day, as though emerging from a fog. It’s fitting, right? After the symbolic death of illness, to emerge healthy, grateful, renewed? 

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Faking It Till I Make It

I am an artist, and I was even then. Art was what I had decided to pursue for a living, and I was working at it close to daily, regardless of how recently I had started or how good I was or if I had made a dime from it.

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When Complaints Overshadow Reality

So, often, I feel stuck indoors. Or just out on my porch. As someone who grew up in Utah, this is liable to get me down.  To get anyone down who loves the outdoors and doesn't get to travel frequently.

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What True Balance Looks Like

I had to let go of my attempt to control the uncontrollable and trust that my life would come back together, that we’d get back to the meat of the story after this unavoidable deviation.

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Living a Creative Life

Trying to figure out where to start is like being adrift in the ocean. But to recognize and trust in the value of my words feels like finding my place in the world. I believe in story, I believe we learn by it and have from our beginnings. Every culture has had their versions of the same stories, and we never tire of hearing them.  We never need to hear them any less.

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To Hallie Rose, in Her 29th Year

I started this post by recording my voice and transcribing it.  It was oriented temporally: reflecting on the past year, contemplating the year to come, and acknowledging the present. 

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Capturing Wildness

It’s an instantaneous feeling of the most immense beauty and terror, of being cradled and safe while knowing you’ll be swallowed whole eventually.  It's the sudden bolt of knowledge that you are an integral, inseparable part of everything around you, and yet completely expendable and inconsequential. 

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