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Minds that wonder. Souls that wander. It’s a lifestyle.


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In uncertain times we can look out into the landscape of our life and fear all that might come, Or we can trust ourselves. I choose trust. What do you choose? . . . #herlifeonmars #wordsofwisdom #writer #poet #writersofig
For all the flames in my life 🧡❤️ . . . #herlifeonmars #poetry #flame #writer #poetrycommunity
Dedicating my life to loving hard and living long, regardless of time. -Quarantine thoughts brought to you by the gratitude I have for the amount of love that fills my life. You know who you are. And even if you’re a stranger- I’ve got gratitude to give 🖤 . . . #herlifeonmars #words #writer #blog
👇🏽Semi aggressive self realization rant 👇🏽 Maybe it’s about proving to yourself that you’re worth whatever you damn please. It’s never been about anything other than showing up for yourself. I know I often get caught up in the narrative to, “DO MORE!” but then my next thought is, “But I couldn’t do THAT...” Which is just a bunch of narrative bologna that our minds like to trick us into believing. So how about we all just collectively decide that we can do whatever we put our damn mind to. Yes there will be road blocks and set backs and people saying you can’t do it... but I think the first step, and the wisest, most important step, is to get **** out of your own way. Bionic hip and all 🦿🏃🏽‍♀️ . . . #herlifeonmars #blog #lifestyleblog #run #aggressivepost #hipreplacement
A daily practice. Truly, if you’re searching for ANYTHING... First, find your breath. . . . #herlifeonmars #blog #words #community #writer #findyourbreath #pranayama
My heart hurts. I’m tired of it hurting. And I’m white. I am privileged. For the most part, I don’t worry that I’ll be shot while running. I don’t worry that I’ll be killed for simply existing. I’m tired of hearing, “I don’t see color” or “Racism barely exists anymore”. Open your eyes. Listen. Then speak. I’ll start. I see YOU. I see color, I see culture, I see beauty, I see ethnicity, I see people. I’d love to see ONE race- the human race. But I ALSO see how privilege works- it seems to be a scale from darkest to lightest tones. So until we can talk about race from an evolutionary standpoint and no longer see it as a hashtag... I won’t be quiet. I’m learning how to be a better advocate for my friends, my neighbors, my students, etc. And it starts with checking your ego at the door. I don’t have the right words right now to properly convey all the emotion. I cannot empathize with knowing what it’s like. I have no idea. So I will listen and then discuss and listen some more and then talk and then be silent when it matters and then yell when it matters. I’ll keep teaching young minds to have the hard discussions. I’ll do my small part in hopes that it ripples out. . . . #ahmaudarbery #irunwithmaud #racism #writer #activism #justiceforahmaud #justiceforall

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