Flow.

I just saw “Hamilton” two weekends ago. It has taken this long for the experience to course through my mind, my body, my soul, so that I could get to a point where I would be able to fully arti...

I was watching an interview with a well-known YouTuber over the weekend, and she spoke openly about the fact that she had “trust issues.” She gave the exact speech that she gives to all of those with ...

“You know you’re blocking money from coming into your life, right?”

I stared, wide-eyed at my dear friend.

“…And you’re blocking a man.”

“WHAT?!”

We were standing in my bedroom—my friend barely ha...

“Pardon me, sir, I’m finished. May I give you back the form for my dog tags?” I handed the grizzled gray-haired vet behind the counter back the form he had given me. His woolen baseball cap said ARMY ...

“So…what’s your story…?”

The words hung in the potent, eclectic, air amidst each party-goer’s signature scent, the smell of upscale pub food, beer, and the Old Spice Swagger deodorant wafting over fr...

I found myself caught in an emotional revolving door the other day; spinning and spinning at the behest of my inordinately truculent inner critic. I had finally finished a piece of artwork, and it had...

During a recent visit with my father, I noticed a difference in his demeanor. His shoulders seemed more relaxed, lowered from their often stressed hunch, his micro-expressions and skin seemed brighter...

I had a reunion of sorts this past weekend. I got to see people I hadn’t seen for a while and had the opportunity to play on stage with those I hadn’t played with in a while. The experience stirred up...

I woke up to a phone call early the other morning—at what felt like zero-dark-thirty. Normally, I would try to wait a while before checking in with any of my tech devices, however, on the other end of...

This morning, as part of my daily routine, I went to put on my gold necklaces, my watch and rings, before heading out the door. As I opened the clasp, a clear, distinct voice in my head said, “No. Foc...

I passed by a woman sitting on the street yesterday. I have seen her set up her blanket every week for months in same spot. Her skin has been pummeled by the sun, her clothes tattered by the street, a...

I went to see a new doctor yesterday regarding an impending knee surgery. Capping off a litany of questions, she asked if I found myself stressed out, and if I needed anything to help me stop worrying...