NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 7: “what i’ve wanted to say is…”
are you free on // can you call me at // have you read this // did you see my post // as per my last email // following up on this // are you going too // when will you call // seen at 2:47 // this reminded me of you // and what did she say // where are you going now...
NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 6: “waiting.”
For the sun to rise. For a blanket of red and golden hues to stretch out over the horizon. For my veins to be touched in the same way. For a spark of joy to electrify my sleepy bones and, this time, stay. To not be sad for once. To be reminded of the kindness of...
NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 5: “it won’t always be like this.”
There are moments in your life when you see or experience certain things that remind you of the immensity and beauty of the earth that you often forget exist. Immediately, you are awash with a wave of peace of knowing that no matter how terrible your life may get, no...
NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 4: “hope is a thing with sublime light.”
For all those times when you can’t find it in you to have hope, remember that you don’t have the luxury of time to agonize over the hopelessness either. We never know for certain how much time each of us has left. When you become aware of your own mortality, you...
NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 3: “screw you.”
Just tell me that you hate me, or lie and say you do. Maybe then, it would be easier. The truth is I’m tired—of feeling too much, of needing to feel so much, and of failing to feel anything at all. The way you had carved yourself into my chest has now left a gaping...
NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 2: “recess.”
I struggle to believe that whatever generational trauma that plagues my household will ever heal, but I hold onto hope that in the best of times, without me knowing, love is there—quiet and unspoken—evidenced by the artful way the crust of my sandwich is sliced off,...
NaNoWriMo 2022 Day 1: “write a recipe for disaster.”
You saw your ex-lover again outside of a 24-hour supermarket eating pudding from a plastic cup. The white fluorescent light outlines his figure and you suddenly remember that this is how you’ve always seen him before—like a ghost that came into your life as quickly as...
Monthly Musings #3: The Night Watch, Lilacs, And Discworld’s Best Novel
I had to sit with my grief for a couple of weeks after finishing this book because of how hard it had hit me. It’s insane how I could become so invested in the lives of fictional characters, to become so tethered to them that their experiences are my own, their internal struggles are also my own, and my anguish is just as great as theirs was.
2021 Reflections: Rage, Languishing, and Hope
“I look upon 2021 and feel gutted by how much it was defined by my insurmountable self-hatred to accompany my state of languishing.”
The FREE Musings and Magic Downloadable 2022 Mental Wellness Journal
Another year has come and gone and it’s time to close the book on the year 2021 and to embark on a journey towards a fresh start with the year 2022! So much has happened to us these past 12 months—some good, others bad—but take a look at where we are now. We’re here....
Journaling and Self-Care with the Tarot: The Magician
I have a dream... In the end of 2018, I took a course by Susannah Conway about "finding your word" for the year, which is an alternative to listing down concrete "resolutions." Finding my word was easy—I had a clear picture in my head of what I wanted to happen to me...
Journaling and Self-Care with the Tarot: The Fool
where the story begins... It was the middle of January 2019 when I decided to quit my job. The year had just begun. I had a whole notebook filled with scribbles and jottings of goals I was driven to accomplish. And yet, the one thing I had never prepared myself to do...