Tell your story in a way that is full of honesty and empathy. Dip your truth in understanding and light. Unearth your rusted voice box and show off all of the beauty and the ugly in your throat. We are all magnificent messes made up of stardust and gold. This is your now. This is your blank canvas. Now write your heart in and cast it as the lead.
Almost two years ago I lost a really good friend of mine and today, November 18th, is her birthday. There are not enough words to describe just how deeply I miss her. I think sometimes we're made to feel as if the salvaging of the self after tragedy has some sort of standard timeline; an… Continue reading Habibi.
Lessons To My Daughter 