I never know what to write in these things…

This is a window into my life, my lows, my mess, my hopes and dreams, and everything in between.  I hope my truth brings inspiration to the ones who need it, and connection to those who may think they are alone, or that nobody understands. We’re all on this journey together, wherever it may take us.

One of my favorite passages:
In this there is no measuring with time, a year doesn’t matter, and ten years are nothing. Being an artist means: not numbering and counting, but ripening like a tree, which doesn’t force its sap, and stands confidently in the storms of spring, not afraid that afterward summer may not come. It does come. But it comes only to those who are patient, who are there as if eternity lay before them, so unconcernedly silent and vast.”  -Rainer Maria Rilkey