Intentions

Here. A little peek into my mind (hold on tight). 

Observing the world as a stage and the parts people play has always been an inherent piece of who I am. 

I have opinions in spades (some more informed than others), and people in my life who give me the platform to speak them aloud.  These conversations are the lifeblood of my soul, often inspiring a million other, tangential insights and pontifications.  There simply isn’t enough time in the day to expound on all these thoughts and ideas.

There was a time I wrote everything down, which served as a purge, lightening my cerebral load.  I haven’t ‘journaled’ as much in recent years, often in favor of reading others’ prose, ideas, and nuggets of wisdom.  I thought, “maybe I could offer a wayward soul some comfort, or a weary mind a respite, knowing someone else thought the same way…” but who the hell am I, right?  Not a teacher, or a philosopher, neither a therapist nor a sage, just a woman in the world, forging her way and fumbling plays on the daily.

I’m a mom, a friend, a lover, a learner, an advocate, a coach, a sister, a boss, a believer, a fighter, a daughter, and a dreamer of a dream.  I do not claim to be an expert, nor have anything more than conventional wisdom, an excess of fire in my spirit and the desire to share of myself.  Take that for what it’s worth.

Cheers,

B