When I am abroad, I find myself assuming a (slightly) negative perspective of my birthplace. This says nothing about my family and everything about me. I am incredibly grateful for the life I have and the one I grew up with, but the physical location, I feel little attachment to. (or, so I thought…) My…

I have done nothing the last month except walk to my next destination each day. Although, I should say this with a grain of salt because there were days where we exceeded or fell short of our projected stopping place. We were simply walking, always moving forward, but never consumed with the forecast, just the…

A few weeks ago I walked into an art gallery with a section of purchasable antiques. Among them, a Catholic candle with the words “abre el camino” painted on the side. Amidst my preparations for the Camino de Santiago—which as I write this, is one week away—it certainly caught my eye. “Abre el Camino,” meaning,…

(Our eyes absorb light which then send signals to our brain to interpret them, a natural processes of perception, but sometimes I grow tired of the blaring flame—of my circuits firing) Even as my eyes are shut, I see light, my brain in overdrive, and when the heat, energy, and tension have nowhere to go,…

“She has been running away from the pounding of her chest for so long, she no longer remembers what it was like to sit with herself and not be overwhelmed by her perception of doom. The world stopped for a moment, halted not by beauty or awe of passing time, but by the internalization of…

It’s as if the most effective method of communication is the written word—if we consider longevity and reach The artistic development of language and characters makes us human. Works of prose embed our history and consume our life. Its influence fascinates me. Especially in my experience as a young woman learning to navigate the demands…