On working from home & the blurring of life boundaries
I couldn't get out of bed in the morning.
An open letter to the Filipino artist.
An open letter to the Filipino artist.
So I was hungover on a Tuesday.
Something deeply upset me and I wasn't sure why.
Escaping my escapism
Let me re-introduce myself: I'm moving to Substack!
What are we all here for if not to inspire one another?
This week I found myself wrestling with my ego.
Gratitude for "what is" opens us up to that “next”
I had a vulnerability hangover.