On Piecemeal Abundance

Happy Sunday, lovelies. I think you’d agree, if given the choice, that most would prefer an unexpected $5000 in one lump sum over 50 equal payments of $100. Because here is always better than on the way, and yes is always better than not yet, right?  But why? In both scenarios, you gain $5000. The…

I have never not made it through. 

I have never not made it through.  I am aware that I just wrote a grammatically incorrect sentence. I understand that saying I’ve always made it through means the same thing, but it doesn’t send the same message.  There’s power in knowing that at no point in the history of my existence have I not…

She called back her power.

she called her power backreeling it in from the four corners of the earthprying it from the hands of unqualified suitors she called her power backrerouting her life’s stream back to her own dry placeswatering her own barren vessel with her heart’s song she called her power backreclaiming the wisdom, love, and patience she offered…

On Trusting Your Gut

I’ve learned that staying too long and leaving too soon feel the same. Finding beauty in what’s broken seems noble, but your hands weren’t meant to sift through shattered glass. If you aren’t en route to where you want to be, what about being lost feels safe? Self-care says to go when it’s time to…

My home is not a turnstile.

My home is a sacred place. The place where I recharge from draining conversations, loud noises, and traffic-related stress (my introversion is showing, I know). Home is where my child lives, where my plants grow, and where everything on the walls and on the shelves has meaning, a story. Home is where I know the…

A Song for When Your Dreams Are Under Fire

You must prevail. “Ready Aim” Mali Music I’m on an airplaneAnd the destination of this flight is to the other sideGuess I have to go thereGuess I have to come here yeahI know where I’m from but nowI’m headed where I’m going rightBut there are powers, in the air, you can’t see themAnd they have…

Self-sabotage is a hell of a drug.

Blame my introversion, or maybe it’s just Candace Candace-ing, but analyzing the kinks in code, copy, and content doesn’t end for me when the clock strikes five. I like to think about what I think about. I like to excavate my belief system to extract the stories that influence my day-to-day. The stories I can’t…

Advice for my daughter.

Use your words wisely, dear one. You are the author and the main character of the greatest story ever told.  No one but you and your Creator can write it. I’m so grateful you chose me to bring you Earthside, but I’m only here to observe. I’ll keep your paper and pens stocked, and your…

Vichy Minéral 89 First Impressions

We received a few minutes of rain today in Las Vegas. Those few raindrops were appreciated.  Speaking of moisture, let’s chat briefly about the Minéral 89 Hyaluronic Acid Face Moisturizer by Vichy Laboratories. I unboxed and tried this moisturizer today for the first time. Unlike many serums and moisturizers I’ve used in the past that…

L’Occitane en Provence Purifying Mask

Meet me in France, mon chéri! Now that little Miss Aev is on a somewhat predictable schedule, I’m excited about getting back into skincare and herbal remedies. Let’s play in this deliciously green purifying mask by L’Occitane en Provence! If you enjoy the smell of thyme, you’ll love this mask. Organic thyme is high in…

My favorite content creators are depressed.

Depression. Burn out. Writer’s block. Your favorite creators are tired, y’all.  A few months ago I hopped back on YouTube as a consumer for the first time in several years. I subscribed to the content creators I once looked to for makeup tutorials and skits. I binge-watched commentary videos on the latest celebrity news. I…

Bellagio Conservatory & Botanical Gardens

Good evening lovelies! It’s hard to believe I’m smack dab in the middle of my fifth summer in Las Vegas.  One thing I miss about living in the Midwest is watching the seasons change. I took for granted all those years in Indiana being able to witness the leaves transition to their fall wardrobe. I…