Category: Life
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An Essay on Death
My notion is that there is more to death than just an ending. That the dream continues on. That death actually becomes more life. There’s that saying: an ending is just another beginning. Maybe that’s what death is. Another beginning. Another dream for the dreamer to experience and live in.
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Love at a Laundromat: Musings on Worthiness, Love & Dating
Maybe I’m perceptive. Or maybe I’m just a good storyteller and I make sense and create meaning for things that may not have an answer. But I think of where these thoughts come from and recognize that they are not exactly mine. They reside in my head and the voice sounds like mine. But, instead,…
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Murky Midnight Musings
A part of me has felt too proud to ask for help for a long time, as if I need to champion this life on my own. Maybe it’s influenced from my background: where strength of character has been measured by the amount of weight you can carry on your back, Paul Bunyan style. I’m…
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The Lost Archives of Immigrant Ancestry
My mom sent this photo earlier this week: a picture of my grandma and grandpa in their youth. A sense of homesick nostalgia hit me when the photo reached me. It made me long for the stories and voices of my ancestors and family that I could no longer access.
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End of Year Reflections: 2021
Each year that passes by, life seems to become more and more surreal. It’s a weird feeling, knowing I won’t be on the move for the next nine months. I wonder what this period of gestation will bring…I am looking forward to what the new year will bring.
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“Wherever You Go, There You Are”
Whatever your destination, you will be followed by your failings…you are running away in your own company. You have to lay aside the load of on your Spirit…Where you arrive does not matter so much as what sort of person you are when you arrive there.
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Being a Traveler and Building Fires In Each Others’ Hearts
Travelers far and wide come together on a level playing field: a new terrain. Each of them bringing their own remnants of home, their own versions of building fires. When you place these characters together and witness what they build together, something magical begins to happen.
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Empty Spaces & New Chapters
Moving into my first apartment by the beach in California seems natural. Maybe because I’ve dreamed of this moment long enough that it already feels familiar.
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Reflections on Happiness and the State of Being
Maybe the question isn’t: Are you happy?, but Are you happy with where you are now?
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write anything.
I wouldn’t call myself a writer. I am a writer. I am someone who writes. I am someone who expresses theirselves best through words. And dance. But I wouldn’t call myself a dancer. I am a dancer. I am someone who dances. I am someone who expresses. I am someone. I am.
JUST LIKE JULIA 