All in Free Write


“you have to allow yourself to break apart, that’s the only way you’re going to know what you are made of. Let yourself go. Let yourself fall. Let yourself drown. Let yourself shatter. And above all, let  yourself get hurt. Do all these things and know….  you have really know your demons to defeat them. Befriend them. Love them and walk with them. That’s the only way you’re going to grow.”  

Day 354

What I know is that I don’t know,

And now I dance, I sing, and I live full

I give it all to the call of the unknown, (I hope)

What I say, is that I don’t Say

And now I rest no stress in the holy name 

All fears and my tears, I give it all away   

I play like a child of the earth” – TH

Foro 4.0

"Everything you want is on the other side of letting go. You don't hold on because you like to hurt, you hold on because you need certainty. Because pain is familiar. But on the other side of that story that haunts you, are your dreams..."    

She Let Go

“She let go of all the memories that held her back.  She let go of all the anxiety that kept her moving forward  She let go of all the planning and all the calculations about how to do it just right.”  

Unpack Your Memories

“You’re so hard on yourself.  Take a moment.  Sit back.   Marvel at your life. At the grief that softened you, at heartache that wisened you,at the suffering that strengthened you.Despite everything, you still grow. Be proud Of this.” 

Off the Grid

On the 28th of September we flew into Guatemala City, where at the airport we were greeted by Peace Corps Guatemala staff. It was amazing, Carolyn Beale or training director, Adrianna, & Xoce welcomed us with a beautiful banner with all of our names on it as we stepped foot on the soil of the place we would soon call home.  

Day 1

"You are never going to be 100% ready and it's never going to be just the right time, but that's the point. It means that every moment is also the right moment. If you want it, you just have to do it."

One Last Mix Tape for 2016

In my popular culture class we once discussed how music is or can be the social glue that holds society together. After pondering this for a while, I've found this to be true. As I've spent time packing and reorganizing my items these last few months, I would frequently find old CD's and mixtapes and pop them in.

This week is…

Since teaching yoga this semester, I have learned that yoga is a very intimate experience, for the yogi's on their mat, the teacher, it is intimate to bystanders and people walking by. The second realization reached is my dire need for self expression and finding my voice.   There has been many times, in which I wanted to convey something occurring in my life right now. This blockage of self expression, or the ability of being able to find the right words at the right time has taken its toll on me.