Hey you. Stuff is going to hurt. A nail driving into timber. Agony for holes. Vacant suffocation. Some days vibrate with gutters. Life is too hard, you’ll think. Too hard to feel; to hear sweet sound; to gaze at a sunset. To be alive. Hey you. Things are going to kill. The nail sinks deeper. … Continue reading Honor the Nail
by Rosie Wylor-Owen Ambition isn’t simple. It’s a glorious hope of a better life, a contented life; maybe the ideal life that we’ve always wanted to lead, but it isn’t simple. It feels that way when we first set out pursuing whichever dream we have latched onto with gusto. Isn’t it just a case of … Continue reading Beating Imposter Syndrome
I bet you know what I’m going to tell you. Well, maybe. We never stop learning through our relationships with people. Or rather, people never stop teaching us. It has taken a long time for me to learn how to trust my intuition. It’s been a journey paved with dark nights of the soul, as … Continue reading The Most Important Relationship of Your Life
When I was fifteen years old, one of my friends decided to hate me. I had known her since Kindergarten and we had been close. I’d spent so much time at her house that her family was an extension of my own. Including her pudgy Golden Retriever, Candy-girl, who shared a mutual adoration with me. … Continue reading Love or Fear — You Get to Choose Every Time
Sometimes, you have to let it go. When I first met my husband, we both had ex-partners floating around the sidelines of our lives. Having people on the sidelines is like moonlighting — they appear in your life as distractions, or as leisurely pursuits with mutual understanding that the relationship is on the fly. That’s … Continue reading Is it Real? You May Never Know Unless You Walk Away
A gentleman, while antiquated as a term, is a description of one with grace. Isn’t it odd that we call a civil man a gentleman and a woman who carries herself with self-respect, a lady?- Xavier Eastenbrick. My mother used to tell me that I was a beacon for jerks. She was right. Somehow, I had … Continue reading What Does a Gentleman Look Like to You?