Just a small list of the many, objective reasons why it makes more sense to be kind than anything else: 1. It creates a better world around you. A world you will need to live in for the rest of your life, whether you like it or not. 2. It rejuvenates people's perspective on the quality of humanity around them, also creating a better world for you to live in. It also will rejuvenate your own perspective on humanity. 3. It helps people tremendously and, when you help them first, they will almost always be more than happy to help you in return another time. It creates more balanced relationships ..read more

The winter in the northwest does a lot of wild things to you. It makes you question constantly who you are and what you want. It makes you want to burn down all you have to start over new, somewhere, anywhere… Anywhere but here. Your depression reckons you back to your old, dead self. It reminds you of when you used to run and how glorious it was. How it saved you from all you were by building you back from the ashes each and every time. Often forgetting how that time you ran also made you have to start over every single time you came back home. The winter has a certain charm to its darknes ..read more

Life is a movie and all you need to do is direct each day to keep creating the film you hope to live in. The world, as it is, is more complex, interesting, textured, chaotic, beautiful, heartbreaking and perfect than anything you could ask for. It’s full of so much love, darkness, compassion, mystery, fear, and humanity. All at once. Because of this, it’s the most beautiful thing you’ll ever see. And, by going into it, you can see yourself from 10,000 different new perspectives, all just by swimming in the waters that are always changing around you. Lifes happening around you all the time, ev ..read more

God, I am so, so grateful for the endless road and all the space it has always given me. Space to heal. Space to think and feel deeply. Space to learn who I am and always remember that person I was lucky enough to find out here. The road has always allowed me to cry. To explore myself, inside and out. To remember, always, my place with God, my place with the universe, my place in this wild tumultuous world. The road is safer to me than any home I’ve ever had. I know it so incredibly well. The characters of it feel like family and friends and sparked me with such a burning curiosity that you ..read more

You see, technology takes away the color. Or, at least, it takes away your ability to be able to notice it. The overstimulation is far too strong of a drug to have balance with in your daily life. I don’t think any of us would be great at managing a heavy cocaine addiction and being able to find fulfillment in other ways in your life. And yet, here I am, offering a refreshing glass of water to the perpetual addict. I even find myself turning that glass of water down far too often. Choosing to breathe in the stagnant air over the breeze that quietly drifts between the trees. Perilously giving ..read more

The winter in the Northwest is a dark, greedy son of a bitch. It grips you, gently at first, and by the time you feel it’s icy touch, it’s far too late. You need to find your way out but, each day you hesitate, it tightens it’s grip. You only get away at the very last possible moments and, sometimes even then, you don’t truly get away mentally. Even though you need to escape, it’s oddly comfortable. Always familiar. Like warm bath water, set to just the perfect temperature for you to stay in for far too long. Losing energy every single day without sunshine. Wasting all of your time, as if it w ..read more

This is the time of the year when life just melts away. You float through each hour, having no regard what you do with it. Thinking a million thoughts but only writing a couple down ..read more

These are the days that fill my soul with splendor. With magic, in the truest sense of the word. Nothing but the endless snow and a world that has fallen into a deep slumber. I’m the only one out there. The only one moving. There is no war. Only peace that exists these days. A new word to your poem or idea comes with every fresh snowflakes that falls. So the world is my playground to explore and just watch, with a soul and mind that is as quiet as the fallen snow. There couldn’t be a rush these days even if you tried to. There’s nowhere to be except right where you are and you know that i ..read more

There truly is something about a woman’s love that is so beautiful and so pure. So rich in innocence and wonder. So alive and true. There’s something about a woman’s love that is so disarming. To the fire within a man and his lust for adventure and the line. That love is something we so desperately desire. So desperately need. It’s the balance to our chaos. The salvation that keeps us alive in our pursuit. The magic spell that pulls us back home despite our greatest ambitions. Despite our deepest darkness. That darkness is a magic spell also. There’s something about a woman’s love that is so b ..read more

I am a cat who has been left alone with a pantry full of fish. A child handed a trash bag full of candy. A criminal given the keys to the safe. A drunkard who never has to pay his tab at the bar. And, even worse, on top of all this, a foolish belief that this life can never end ..read more