INSPIRE YOUR PRACTICE
OWN YOUR ABODE
See All in Own Your Abode
CRAFT YOUR OWN LIFE
WEAR WHAT FEELS GOOD
WRITE LIKE YOU MEAN IT
From the forthcoming Ta-Nehisi Coates book to Afro-Puerto-Rican rapper Princess Nokia, here's a rundown of what I am following, listening to, reading, and watching this week.
Doing cool shit requires doing. It’s so easy to talk a big game. A lot of young people think they can read one book or do something for a couple of months and think they’re experts. That’s not how it works.
You have to dive in and humble yourself. You have to do and do and do.
"Every day is a great extravagance, when I wake up and rise up and breathe -- life." — DJ Khaled
Dad didn't want to leave us when he did, and so sometimes his spirit alights on my shoulder or shows up in a room when he wants to join me.
That weekend in September 1972, I ran eight rolls through the camera. After that I photographed nearly every weekend until late spring of 1973. I was twenty-six years-old.
Blogging is hard work but it's rewarding work. When I get to a place where I am writing freely, where I am able to post when I want about what I want, when I feel organized, when my correspondence is up to date -- that is when my content is ticking. And that's when relationships are built. That's when new opportunities knock on my door. And it's when I feel most personally fulfilled and inspired. I want you to have that feeling too. So here goes. My Essential Blogging Tips
"There's a way that the force of disappointment can be alchemized into something that will paradoxically renew you. It's something you're not gonna take a seminar in. You either learn from it or are undone by it. " — Martin Scorsese
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
There's something about birthdays. Another marker of a year's plodding progress. And there's something about every birthday that makes me miss my dad. Can he see that Henry has a beard? Would he like it? Can he see that Katie has a shaved head? Was he watching while Mom painted the bedroom and the hallway? Would he like the person I am becoming? Can he see my brother and sister and I -- navigating as we can around early adulthood, sometimes fumbling, sometimes succeeding? I hope he can. I think he can. And the ways I commune with my Dad are in quiet moments like this -- in my truck, driving home, listening to Emmylou and the CD's I've made for myself that remind me of him.
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"tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary oliver
We are called to craft our own lives with integrity and purpose. This in and of itself is a revolutionary and creative act.
Western Daughter is my online journal and repository of right-living. Here, I honor those who heed the call to search for something deeper, and learn from those who are doing good in the world; making the most of their one wild and precious life.