My heart is pounding my chest as I leave my seat and make my way to the small, black stage. I feel everyone’s eyes on me, so I armor up with a faux confidence that belies the knot in my stomach. I’m pretty sure I know what my type is, right? I know what my classmates...
i want to share with you everything i know and everything i am learning about my self-trust, which of course, will be different than yours, but perhaps some of my experience will resonate with yours. I’m gonna use a bit of Dungeons & Dragons to help tell these...
london is walking feet on pavement muscles toned, habits forming. anything needed? my feet get me there, my feet and my breath, breathing in on a count of five, exhaling on a count of six. the sky the sky is shaped by brick and planted trees it catches you when you...
It’s a long Sunday. What I mean by that is it’s a day where you cancelled everything in order to slow down and pay attention. Breathe. Feel. And in that, it’s like you can feel the stretch of the day, marking the time moving. Maybe I’ve actually slowed down enough to...
cheers to you and this new year we share, my friend. oh i see you’ve pulled your hat around your ears and a groan is surfacing from the very depths of your soul yeah, me too hope is fucking hard right now, eh? yeah, this is hard this is hard. its ok that the new year...
I’m sitting in the blackbox of Studio C. The light from the large corner window is rapidly fading, and one of my classmates is reaching the end of their Pedagogies assessment, a 20-minute class taught to our own cohort. I’m bone-tired. Weary. I’ve got that tingly...
