emotional excess.

“something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terrors, great loneliness, great inhibitions, instabilities, and it always balances them.” -anais nin anais nin continues to be a saving grace for me.  her profound wisdom somewhat like a bucket of ice water splashed onto my face.  her words perfectly confronting and comforting….

staccato burst: anxiety is love’s killer.

  may you remind yourself that deep breaths distill all anxious flutters.  may you know that all sweet successes take root in flustered failures.  may you learn that to love truly is to dive quite deeply. may you wear a life jacket when swimming in buoyant waters.  and please, may you promise no matter the strength of…