What do you want to be when you grow up? The age old question, it's what people have been asking us since before we even knew what it meant. I wanted to be a vet, a marine biologist, a politician, a lawyer, a photographer, a video editor, a stunt woman; not to mention the dreams of becoming a public speaker, an author, a therapist, a life coach, and so on. It's always been my dream to help my fellow humans, my brothers and sisters, in whatever way possible. There's a longing

What I once thought a man is supposed to be is far different from what I believe now. As human beings, we're looking for that 1 in 7 billion, but are so lost looking for something we may not even recognize if we saw it. This world likes to put titles on things, create expectations that are unattainable, and keep us slaves by feeding us lies that we so easily accept. I always thought a man was supposed to be tough, aggressive, unrelenting, strong, the list goes on. I thought t

There’s not a lot that I “fear”. I’m fine with spiders, I’m cool with sharks, I love snakes (super terrified of bears, that’s another story) but there is one thing that growing up and getting older, I realize is a fear, and it’s a fear that I see transforming into existence. I realize that I am absolutely terrified of getting “older”, and I don’t mean older in the sense of age, but in the sense of adventure. My whole life has been a mixture of exploration, getting dirty, fal

Work. School. Cubicle. Classroom. Responsibilities. Fears. Plans. Insecurities. Expectations. Schedules. The list goes on. Where does that leave us? Where and when between all of that do we take time to feed our souls, our spirits, our hearts? Food on the table, a roof over your head, money in the bank, all important of course, but where does that leave our actual existence? Exhausted, frustrated, sick, sad, all the while mulling over the thoughts why is this happening to me