"In the shelter of Your presenceIn the shadow of Your wingsI am safe, I am safeI will hold onto Your promiseYou will not abandon meI am safe, I am safe."[...]
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Anna Gray Smith
What a week. It still feels odd to stream the zillion thoughts, happenings, and lighthearted musings from my brain, all onto a blog post. I'm a self confessed InstaStory addict (seriously; LOVE IT), and have quite literally had people check in on me and make sure I'm okay, because of my absence. Haha. What can I say? 40 stream video blurbs that POOF! Disappear in 24[...]
"...As I have been easing into womanhood and fighting/surviving to take care of myself, so I desire the same care from a significant other or a spouse. I am at a point of relationally seeking a husband; not a long term dating relationship, a fuzzy future, and staying in hopes of getting a ring that might not ever come." One year ago, I typed out a 2 page lette[...]
Oh wow, would ya look at that! An actual life update, and finally not something from the trenches of my brain. I kind of suck at just writing in a carefree, non-philosophical fashion. But alas, I'm learning to get OUT of the depths my head, so here goes nothing. Where to start? Well, I deleted allll of my social media on Friday night, and it felt so good. I'm one of[...]
I am forever trying to find the sweet middle of embracing my brain's dreamlike, creatively wired thought process, and seeing the cold, hard reality for what it really is. I think in pictures and stories and emotions, and spend much of my time lost in thought. I brainstorm the magnificent things that could be, and it feels like such sweet relief to hang out in the clo[...]
"So Kelly and I have been reading your blog, and it sounds like you need some mountain therapy," My cousin's voice said through the other end of my phone. I sat on my bedroom floor, probably having just gotten way too caught up in my head or predetermining life's impending doom. "...And were wondering if you'd like to come out to Montana?" It was my cousin, w[...]
PART 1: 9 Juicy Massage Questions Welcome back to perhaps the touchiest series of them all [insert fake crowd laughter]: I Touch People For A Living. In part 1, I dissected 9 of the absolute most juicy goods I am asked. I answered all things from how I ethically drape my clients, to as gritty as what the heck I do if a man has a (GASP) erection on my table. We[...]
(Above image courtesy of Jami Vokaty Photography) I cringe at the word "Actor" or "Actress". Something about it feels so uncomfortable and awkward, and so I usually resort to "Artist" (or "Weirdo Artist", if you follow me on FB/Insta;)), because that can encompass everything from photography to acting to writing. Right?! Maybe it's because anything I book now[...]
"Boring," I sat in my tiny L.A. apartment, staring at the wall, "I miss boring." I think a lot of people assume that my life in the big city looked just like that photo above: Glam, excitement, collaborating with the VIPs and cool kids, adventure, access to totally legal marijuana (wink) (but seriously, I think 420 is Hollywood's version of MLM essential oils - li[...]
I'm going to be real honest tonight. I am so exhausted, I could cry. I am running on fumes. My face hurts. My body hurts. And functioning like a normal human being feels like dragging a half dead body around. The other day, I curled up under my weighted blanket and felt as though I could deeply sleep for another 24 hours. Bone tired. I've tried typing and retypin[...]