I got up this morning to a surge of truth and love coming from my toes and reaching the top of my head I found home in my body and I think I am here to stay

Confession: Spaghetti Squash Failed Me, Once Again

Crunchy, orange, and a constant disappointment, Spaghetti Squash continues to ruin my hopes and dreams of a pasta replacement. I’m sure most wellness-foodie-blogger-angels love to strum their harps of enthusiasm about this plump orange-yellow cucurbit, but I am not one of them. When I think of spaghetti squash, I think of all the times I

Illusive Heaven

Apparently I am an adult. I pay my rent on time and I make my bed everyday. I am 19 years old but the weight on my shoulders feels like I’m 45, divorced, 2 kids, and probably wondering which turn was the wrong one. I allow myself 30 minutes between snoozing my alarms, but sometimes


There can be a cut, a scratch, a heartfelt slash in the thick, calloused skin of yours, penetrated delightfully into those well-built layers of your flesh. That bruised accumulation of cells you call a body evolved to heal. You can trust that it will grow its roots over your superficial wounds and keep you shaded

My Social Media Detox

Do you find yourself constantly refreshing your social media pages waiting for people to like, favorite, retweet your posts? Can’t sit for 30 minutes without checking your Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Pinterest, etc.? Do you feel anxious if people don’t like, favorite, or tweet your posts? If you answered ‘yes’ to any of these questions, then

Night Air

there’s something special about the night everyone’s dreams eat you from the inside out they drift through your mind and flow like a silent stream making you hungry for something that you can only taste when the moon floats above your lofty head and sits upon you like a heavy weight standing on your shoulders