Or the storm

When there are dark clouds on the horizon, When there is the tell-tale charge of lightning in the air, When the birds flee and the mammals take cover, You can be one of two things: The shelter Or The storm Advertisements

I wrote about love

I do not write about love because I do not have the words for it. I do not write about love because it does not occupy my headspace. I do not write about love because no piece of paper is deserving of the story I could tell it. I do not write about love because…

a cry into a void

(A lil poem/prose to try to some up some thoughts I’ve had about our world lately.) I think we pretty viciously point fingers at those who spew hatred. We say they are vile, cruel. Mean, unusual. We imply that they are the ones who ought to be hated. All the while marking ourselves as clean…

I Weigh 148 Pounds

Last Friday I had a doctor appointment and was weighed for the first time in ages. As I prepared to step up to the scale, I wondered how I would feel when I saw the number on the scale. Would it be higher or lower since the last time I was on a scale? I…

Realization

If you’re more concerned with the size of your pants, the filter on your Instagram photo, the way others perceive you than you are with your acts of kindness, your self-love practices, or your relationships with your fellow human beings then take a breath. Close your eyes. Loosen your shoulders. And try again.

Happiness is

Coffee with the perfect amount of milk Sunny bike rides that relax me Pain-free, sweaty runs Listening to music that inspires me Making one of my students smile Cuddling Patrick when he’s a sleepy butt Making and eating tasty pasta Seeing wildflowers on the side of the road Hugs from my students Getting stronger at…

Sing

Find what makes your blood sing. Then think those thoughts. Breathe that in. Live that life. Find what makes you stop. What sucks all the air out of you and then fills you up until you’ll nearly pop. Find what makes joy leak from your eyes. Cry those tears until the beds run dry. Watering…

a note

Lately I’ve been really feeling this whole “life is good” thang. So much so that sitting down to write has not been a priority. Regardless, see you soon! 🙂 Happy Sunday, people. Have a wonderful week! Do good. Be good. Love intensely. And forgive until the cows come home. Juliana

the sunlight you possess

I am extremely nervous to post this. Mostly because it’s poetry, which makes me feel incredibly vulnerable. I used to write poems when I was young and do it every now and then. I write them like a stream of consciousness. Whatever happens to come out of my mind and heart ends up on a…

for when it feels too heavy

How does one not feel terrible all the time looking at the news? Regardless of how you affiliate politically, when you look at articles or op-eds, or comment sections on any social media platform, it is truly horrific. Aren’t we all the same? Truly just brothers and sisters trying to find understanding in this life?…

running, recipe, recap

Happy Sunday! It’s a beautiful, and hot day in Virginia. I’m currently in a coffee/bike shop in The Plains, VA waiting on Patrick to finish his 80somethin mile ride. I rode 20 slowly and pleasantly because riding is now cross-training for me because I am running again!! Yes running! It’s wild and I’m so happy….