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Category: On Vulnerability

Don’t Think It’s Anything But Fragile

With the push of a button, someone from somewhere in the world can delete my entire online legacy.

Every post I’ve ever written…

Every idea I’ve ever shared…

Every interaction I’ve ever had…

…Gone.

With the push of one singular button.

It’s amazing to me how much of my life’s work is in as fragile of a state as that.

And yet… so it is with each of our lives.

With a single wrong turn, or a brief moment of disregard, or even the smallest of accidents… everything can be taken from us.

Don’t think that everything we have in life is anything BUT fragile.

It all is. And if we remember to treat it as such, maybe we’ll be a little more careful… and present… and grateful.

For it’s the very fact that it’s fragile that makes it all worth it.


P.s. This is my post from Thursday, July 11th.

Important Reminders For Jugglers

Some reminders from my friend, Nat, to help you along your way:

  • “Your inner doom & gloom thoughts and feelings have no power over you unless you give it away.”
  • “It’s possible to make mistakes and still be accepted and valued for who you are.”
  • “It’s also possible to not be at your best and still make an impact.”

In the world of my career, there is no “done.”

There is always something else that either needs to be fixed, needs to be done, or needs to be done better. It’s a constant juggling act where there are many balls in the air… and the moment you start focusing too much on one, the other(s) start to drop. And when you shift your focus to the dropped ones, the ones you were focused on before start to drop. And so on.

…Maybe you can relate?

Nat’s reminders above are powerful ones and shouldn’t be taken lightly.

…Yes, keep improving your juggling techniques and awareness.

…Yes, take your work seriously.

…Yes, do the best you can.

But, also remember to give yourself some grace. Remember that you’re imperfect and are doing the best you can. Remember that you can make mistakes and still make a difference.

…Remember that your mental health is more important than your work. And the more you take care of yourself, the better you’ll be at juggling.


P.s. Nat also does resistance release sessions to facilitate healing self-sabotage tendencies. More on that here.

Luck Stuck In Reverse [Poem]

I remember you telling me
you met him
in a coffee shop

You went to get a drink
and thought it’d be nice
to see if he wanted one too

I simply can’t fathom
What luck like that
Must feel like

To be sitting; working
And be unintentionally chosen
By the rarest of butterflies

You tell me this
As we navigate broken rock
Near thundering falls

Where missing a step
Could mean broken bone
Or at least red cheeks

But I don’t miss
Not a beat; not a step
Not a single strain in thought

I’ve become numb
To this sort of pain
Luck stuck in reverse

I glance forward
You settle your wings
On a flower I’d never have seen

I glance back
Sun, river, flowers—this butterfly
Maybe luck is made?

Our path together ends
You float to bench nearby
And stop me from walking away

I smile; remember the coffee shop
And decide to say it anyway
Let’s do it again sometime

Knowing damn well
This butterfly
Is getting away


P.s. You can read the other poems I sometimes write here.

Real—Not Reel

Most people have ugly parts in their story.

Most people suppress those ugly parts and share beauty on reels instead.

The thing about beauty reels, however, is that they generally stop at the surface.

And what most people crave, now more than ever, is that which goes beyond the surface.

What most people yearn for is a closer look at what’s been suppressed… what’s behind the beauty… the very thing which you thought you had to hide…

What most people want to know more than anything else is that you, too, have ugly parts in your story… that they’re not alone… that you’re imperfect too…

They want to know what makes you REAL—not a reel.


P.s. I’m on a mission to help busy people do inner work—to help them live better lives. If these daily pieces have impacted you, you can support my ongoing work here. Thank you :) ☕️

The Cloud That Never Rained

Imagine the cloud that always held on to its rain.

Imagine the weight; the effort; the burden.

Imagine the hardened soil, dehydrated plants, and barren landscape.

Now, image the person who always held on to their pain.

Imagine the weight; the effort; the burden.

Imagine the hardened interactions, dehydrated relationships, and barren lifestyle.

Maybe holding on to the pain isn’t the most beneficial thing to do (so that others don’t experience the pain you’re holding).

Maybe releasing the pain is the most beneficial thing you can do.

Maybe it’s the vulnerable release that’s needed for your gray clouds to clear away.

Maybe it’s the feeling of a more authentic human experience that the barren landscape of our lives are craving more of each day.

And maybe the best way to do this isn’t to release above the umbrella walkers who are seemingly allergic to getting wet—but to share the experience of feeling the rain with the people who jump in puddles and know that clothes dry.


P.s. Thank you to Belinda for the coffee. This post was fueled by your generosity. :)

Hiding [Poem]

Isn’t it funny
How we hide our faults
And then wonder why
It feels like
Nobody
Really sees us

Connecting Points

We don’t form connections over what’s perfect, we bond over what’s imperfect.

Remember this when your trials result in error, mistakes, and failure—those are connecting points, not disconnecting points.