A book about travel, love, and life wrapped in photos, poems, and essays.
Live your truth, but what does it mean? I realized the truth is not just light; it is also dark. And we need to own it.
Unsolicited thoughts from my 30 year old self. Just in case you’re curious.
Here’s my heart and my thoughts, I hope it helps one or two humans dealing with that thing called, cancer.
Here, please take on the world I beg you. Let it be your playground.
In a space where you are floating and nothing is certain but your breath. Get out of your head and into your spirit.
I tried to paint a picture of this old city, surrounded by a fortress, made up of a giant bricked wall. I tried to draw it with words, similar to all the poems I wrote. For you.
It leaves me in chaos–raw, unfiltered, and wild. And when it does, I feel most free. Then, I will do it all over again.
Own your shit. Fix your shit.Get over your shit. And clean your shit. So you can stop eating shit for breakfast.
We face a few real environmental issues that hit us close to home.