"In the shelter of Your presenceIn the shadow of Your wingsI am safe, I am safeI will hold onto Your promiseYou will not ab[...]
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[...]
"...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[...]
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 nothi[...]
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.[...]
"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 li[...]
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[...]
(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 e[...]
"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 t[...]
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 b[...]