Dreams are funny things.
They can motivate us. Challenge us. But sometimes they scare us. When a dream feels too big, it can be frightening to believe in it — because the more you want something, the more it hurts if you fail.
Read moreDreams are funny things.
They can motivate us. Challenge us. But sometimes they scare us. When a dream feels too big, it can be frightening to believe in it — because the more you want something, the more it hurts if you fail.
Read moreThis is Chapter 5 of my story about femininity, sexuality, and faith. Read Chapters 1, 2, 3, and 4 first.
I never really liked calling myself a Christian.
The word felt stuffy to me. It evoked images of stained glass windows, priests in formal robes, and strict rules, none of which were my experience. In short: It made me think of a religion.
I quite disliked religion, and didn’t think of myself as having one. What I had was a “personal relationship with Jesus Christ.”
I recently discovered I have a problem. While I’m working on my epic, imaginative fantasy book, with powerful heroines at the helm, with my creativity technically unfettered and allowed to explore and invent as it pleases, there is still something holding me back. It is subtle, but annoyingly present: an element of internalized misogyny I’ve yet to fully escape.
Back in June, I announced that I would be going on six-month travel adventure. A couple weeks ago, I had to cut that adventure short, after only four months abroad. Here’s why.
I am now four weeks into my epic 6-month travel adventure. I’ve already picked up so many lessons about how to travel smart that I wish I could tell myself a month ago.
Oh well – I’m telling you now, and I’ll certainly apply these lessons in the future!
I began my six-month travel adventure two weeks ago. You may be wondering, how does one pack for six months of traveling? What do you bring? What do you leave behind?
For the curious, here’s what I did, and how I did it.
If you’ve been following me on social media lately, or interacting with me in real life, then you probably already know that I’m about to go on a six-month travel adventure.
If not… hey, guess what! I’m going on a 6-month travel adventure!
I get a lot of frequently asked questions about this, so I figured I’d record them all in one place.
This is an open letter to friends and family and anyone else who has ever worried for my safety.
“Be safe!” is a send-off you sometimes give me before I embark on my next activist action, jump out of an airplane, travel somewhere dangerous, or do some other daring endeavor.
All I can do is shoot back a feral grin and say, “Sorry, I make no such promises.”
If you’re not the wild adventurer type, this mindset may be hard to understand. So, let me get vulnerable for a moment and share a bit of my soul.