Of Witches and Waiting

All Hallows Eve is upon us and as I sat writing up a cover letter for a job, going on and on about my skills and my thirst for learning, I realized that an area that I lack knowledge in is the area of witchcraft. Now, don’t freak out. Just because I lean Orthodox doesn’t…

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G’mornin, Demons…

Fire Burned beneath me as I clung to the rocks along the wall of the pit. I had to avoid the guards who were squabbling over god-knows-what…

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Hey God, It’s Me Again

Hey God, Well, here we are again. Another relapse, another bounceback. Still angry. Still confused. Still going. I’m really feeling the weight of the past and the pain of relationships lost. Yet I’m not sure why. I have new friends and I have beautiful relationships that I want to cherish, but the past seems to…

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Bloody Self-Acceptance

A couple of months ago, I watched a video by Sorelle Amore where she did an exercise in self-acceptance. The exercise seemed simple enough. You stand in front of a mirror naked for an allotted amount of time and simply observe your body without making any judgements or opinions about it. Just observe. After having…

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“Re”calling

Maybe you can relate to this one. Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that God led you to something; that it was your calling? How about this: have you ever been all-in fully committed to that calling and God came in and led you to something…

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Praying for Snakes.

In the midst of the tumultuous twists and turns of life, I’ve been very contemplative of my relationship with God. This, of course, is far too complex a subject to really flesh out in a blog post, but I can hit a couple key points. First and foremost, I want to make it very clear…

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I Wish.

I wish depression was as easy to deal with as walking up and giving someone a hug. If it were, I wouldn’t stop until the world was cured or I dropped from exhaustion. I wish communication and reconciliation were simple. SImple like sitting on a porch out in the country, watching clouds roll by. Me…

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Places and Faces

Here. Here I sit in a Starbuck on the corner of 18th and Columbia, nestled between Lanier Heights and Adams Morgan. In Roanoke, I’m just another face in the crowd. Here, I’m not even sure that I’m that. When I decided to come up to D.C. for the weekend, I told people I wanted to…

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Rollercoaster

Nine months ago I walked out the door of my home in Kansas City for the last time. With my stuff packed up into a trailer, I departed from the best job of my life and took off into the unknown. Why did I leave? Over time, I found myself growing more and more unhealthy.…

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A Month of Lights

It has been exactly one month since my release from the psych ward. Writing has been a bit of a challenge as the inspiration has alluded me. It’s been an emotional and transformative season of life, full of twisting challenges and beautiful reliefs. I’ve been blessed by the stream of love and support that has…

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