I feel there is this duality that we face as humans. On one end, we crave validation. Oftentimes, we strive for success in other fields because of the foolish belief that when we get there, we will finally have the approval of those who have been withholding their love, fully and wholly, for so long.Continue reading “Letting go”
Black lives matter. This includes transgender black women who are arguably the most marginalized in our society. Their deaths have not been given the media attention they deserve. We cannot give voice to some discrimination while the rest is left in the dark. Let’s work to change this. WARNING: Suitable for mature readers only. TheContinue reading “Thoughts on black trans women during Black Lives Matter movement”
The more I travel, the more I am quite certain that every place I visit has a soul. You can feel the energy pulsing through the moment you step off the plane. Moving to Santa Barbara, I remember this feeling. I knew it was exactly the place where I was supposed to be. A greatContinue reading “The soul of a place”
The more the pandemic carries on, the more apparent it becomes that we are so far behind the rest of the world. I see it now clearly where before it was obscure. A beautiful flag stands in front of it, covering it up. But now there are holes poking through, piercing light against a backdropContinue reading “Not one for politics”
There has been so much duality lately. It makes one really begin to recognize the nature of things. A true spectrum. How much have we all wanted a break from it all, quite certain that if we were just given a few weeks off to just be, away from the stress of the everyday weContinue reading “Thoughts on peace during a pandemic”
An at-home music festival for the soul gone wrong The other day I decided to turn on a music festival and just dance. And it was so much fun. It’s easy to feel cooped up because we are unable to go out and less loose in the ways we know and love. For me, IContinue reading “Dancing on my own”
I feel like there is this gap between a parent’s generation and our own. The mindset is get a job, any job you can find, so long as you get benefits. And if I mention going after the one I feel I’m supposed to, my way of contributing to the world in the best wayContinue reading “The starving writer”
Maybe this space can be for my fellow dream writers. Does anyone else feel like writing is what you’re meant to do? I often find that if the day comes and goes without a word written on the page I have failed myself somehow.
Hello no one. I wonder if anyone will ever read this. My name is Allison. I don’t really know if you’d want my credentials to read a bunch of nonsense. Perhaps just trust that I’m highly qualified.