• Musing

    I’ve always been opinionated; not everyone likes that. When I was young, it often got me into trouble. I suppose that still holds in some sense. However, writing has helped me process events in my life and our world.

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  • Photography

    I’ve always had an eye for beautiful and unusual things. I’ve loved photography for as long as I can remember, but the heaviness of some painful life experiences suffocated my love of this art for the last ten years. So now I’m on a mission to flip the tables.

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  • Rebel & Rogue

    I am on a mission to educate pet guardians about the “actual” nutritional needs of dogs and cats, which often contradict mainstream advice. While the industry promotes processed kibble cooked at high temperatures as sufficient, the reality is quite the opposite.

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  • “In our world, sometimes it’s necessary to go against the grain and ruffle some feathers, but we can always do it with kindness.”

    Rebellious Grace

  • The sea is not less beautiful in our eyes because we know that sometimes ships are wrecked by it.

    Simone Weil

  • Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.

    - Mark Twain.

  • Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today.

    – James Dean

  • Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it

    -Mark Twain

  • By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.

    -Confucius

  • Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy

    Jesus Christ

  • Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good.

    Petrarch

  • Compassion directed toward oneself is true humility.

    Simone Weil

  • Great occasions do not make heroes or cowards; they simply unveil them to the eyes of men. Silently and perceptibly, as we wake or sleep, we grow strong or weak; and last some crisis shows what we have become.

    Brooke Foss Westcott