Like the rest of the world, I found myself trapped inside, forced to confront myself as it were. I am not the type to spend countless hours on a puzzle or craft project—I am a thinker.
Read MoreThis picture was taken by Brian Mark, a college friend, right before I began my work as a reporter.
THE HARD WAY: HOW JOURNALISM INFORMED MY TRUTH
As a woman who was raised by an eccentric single mother entrepreneur—my career aspirations were high after college.
Read MoreTHE RIPPLE EFFECT OF BEING YOUR TRUE SELF
The first friend I ever had was the son of our landscapers, his name was David.
Read MoreARE YOU A FLOWER OR NASCENT SEED?
Flowers grow into the inner walls of our skin when the wounding scrapes of old memories are painted over with new perspectives.
Read MoreWE ARE WHOLE BEFORE WE DO ANYTHING
I took on a contract almost two and a half months ago that has been in a perpetual state of change since I began.
Read MoreANGELS WILL RISE
When we can witness, fully, our own dysfunction and correct it.
Read MoreKNOWING YOUR PURPOSE IN THE SMALL MOMENTS
Many of us spend countless hours imagining what our life purpose may be and when the deliverance of a rich life will arrive.
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