Why you can stop fearing failure
I can hardly wait! That in itself is a small miracle. The teacher in my mandatory high school art class once told me that my perspective was “screwy as hell."…
I can hardly wait! That in itself is a small miracle. The teacher in my mandatory high school art class once told me that my perspective was “screwy as hell."…
She clings to my legs, crying. I stop and speak gently to my fear. “Honey, it doesn’t do either of us any good if I sit here with…
The invitation comes gently at first, watching a housemate dream big dreams. My own start to push their way to the surface. It has been a while since I’ve had…