Is What It Is

Nothing I write has been appealing to me, even grateful as I am that I can finally move my dominant hand properly after spraining all three joints of my forefinger. It’s been a month and my mental health has been poorer than usual, but life is getting hectic and isn’t going to wait for me …

The Whistle .1

The whistle’s air cries/Shrill and undeniable/The wise will obey/The wiser will say/‘The whistle, I hear/And I do not fear’

Time and I

This week is a difficult time for me but I’m appreciative of how much I’ve grown in a year. I’ve graduated from the person I used to be. Though I remain an anxious person, I’m more emotionally stable even when I’m not— I can move on, cope, gain control over myself from the hands of …

10 Affirmations for Productivity

I deserve to feel pride for achieving any task regardless if it feels like an insignificant one, and I am proud of myself. If I cannot accomplish a task or use my time in a way I deem productive, I will not shame myself and I will be proud that I do not need to …

I Value My Time (and Other Affirmations)

I often need to remind myself of neglected truths. My skills are valuable, my time is precious, and I deserve respect. My free time is spent freeing myself, learning and creating. All time is free, we are forced into it. I’m not worth less because I’m disabled, or because I can’t work a 9-5 retail …

Temperance and Time

Each present moment is in the past-- the next one to pass is the future, a chance to decide it. The flow of time means 'now' is a temperance. It's a balance of accepting that what has just happened and occurred long in the past both cannot be changed, but the future is simultaneous and …

The Faint Young Sun Paradox

In early times there wasn’t as much light output as we experience today. As with the earth's first days, we might look at our own life and remember when the sun never seemed to shine brightly upon us. These are cold memories but somehow not frozen, neither in substance nor in time. Reality’s laws are …

Mind Over Matter: A Poem

You strange story from childhood whose origins I know not— I remember you said we should be guardians of the woods of crisis wrought. So long ago, I can’t recall if the story’s birth was true but thinking back, above else all I was given the wherewithal to become a statue. A wounded woman, arms …

Brief Reflection 01/12/21

It’s my duty to myself and my future children to sleep enough, eat enough, and learn to take care of my immediate and also broader environment.