Welcome to my garden of personal growth! This is where I plant seeds of love & light, and explore how to water them & navigate the weeds.
How I'm turning losses into wins
For about 13 years, I suppressed darkness with a veil of light, but the longer and deeper I buried the rocks, the harder they were to carry. Darkness first came knocking at eight-years-old when Caroline was ripped from my tight, loving grips. I held so much of her in my little hands: her delicate, perfectly hairsprayed blonde bangs that rested ever so lightly on her pure skin, the extra watery maple and brown sugar oatmeal she made when I was home sick, and the Lucazade, an extra fizzy orange...
How I'm turning losses into wins
For about 13 years, I suppressed darkness with a veil of light, but the longer and deeper I buried the rocks, the harder they were to carry. Darkness first came knocking at eight-years-old when Caroline was ripped from my tight, loving grips. I held so much of her in my little hands: her delicate, perfectly hairsprayed blonde bangs that rested ever so lightly on her pure skin, the extra watery maple and brown sugar oatmeal she made when I was home sick, and the Lucazade, an extra fizzy orange...
A case for suspending the rules
Entering my Syd era I introduced myself as Sydney for 26 years. Somewhere along the path from strangers to close friends, most people switch to Syd. The switch isn’t forced, but instead acts as a natural, invisible milestone in our relationship: a stripping of formalities and an acknowledgement of the trust we’ve built and the resulting safety we feel to be seen and accepted as we are, sans masks. When somebody switches from Sydney to Syd, it feels like taking off formal attire and throwing o...
A case for suspending the rules
Entering my Syd era I introduced myself as Sydney for 26 years. Somewhere along the path from strangers to close friends, most people switch to Syd. The switch isn’t forced, but instead acts as a natural, invisible milestone in our relationship: a stripping of formalities and an acknowledgement of the trust we’ve built and the resulting safety we feel to be seen and accepted as we are, sans masks. When somebody switches from Sydney to Syd, it feels like taking off formal attire and throwing o...
