Choosing Yourself
The first time I chose myself, I lost my footing — and gained agency. A reflection on divorce, misfit, and learning to trust your own knowing.
The first time I chose myself, I lost my footing — and gained agency. A reflection on divorce, misfit, and learning to trust your own knowing.
From childhood, most of us learn to confuse adaptation with aptitude. We become reliable, useful, compliant — or rebellious, difficult, “the problem one” — and call it “who we are.” This essay is about the quieter truth underneath: the work that has always fitted our hands, the aptitudes that never left, and the small, honest steps back toward a life that feels like our own.
It Is Love Made Visible Read Post »
From childhood, most of us learn to confuse adaptation with aptitude. We become reliable, useful, compliant — or rebellious, difficult, “the problem one” — and call it “who we are.” This essay is about the quieter truth underneath: the work that has always fitted our hands, the aptitudes that never left, and the small, honest steps back toward a life that feels like our own.
The Work That Fits: Returning to the Aptitudes We Lost Along the Way Read Post »
From the moment we arrive, we’re being shaped by blueprints we never consciously agreed to. This Notes from Becoming essay explores the hidden curriculum of our lives — what we absorbed without knowing, what it’s still teaching us, and how we begin to rewrite it, one small shift at a time.
The Hidden Curriculum Read Post »
A Notes from the Becoming essay on Kahil Gibran’s ‘On Children’ — what it’s taught me about control and becoming a steadier bow for those we love.
On Becoming the Bow Read Post »
When I was sixteen, my mother pressed a slim copy of The Prophet into my hands and said quietly, “This is one you need to read.” I’ve returned to it’s passage on children at every turn since — as a woman, as a mother, and as someone who walks with others through their own seasons of becoming. Here I share the lines themselves, as she once shared them with me.
On Children · Kahil Gibran Read Post »
How escape, loss, and the farm taught me that freedom isn’t running away but the quiet daily work of hope, awareness, and choosing a life that you can still call your own.
Changing for Survival — The Beginning Read Post »