Think of each post as a postcard from the daily adventures of a poetess who misses you more than any words can describe. Please send your own back.
Tuesday, December 31, 2024
The Unconventional Celebration
Monday, December 30, 2024
The Connecting Clouds
I'll be completely honest, I don't know if you're still finding your way here. I don't know if you ever really did. And I don't know what tomorrow will look like - but I know that if this is the sky I'm looking at tonight you saw it too.
Sunday, December 29, 2024
Spotify Wrapped and Craft Party
Today we will be hosting a hybrid event - join on Discord or in person if you're in the Las Vegas area! This is our last big event of the year and the last opportunity to get together IRL if you're in need of a little extra social boost. We will be talking music, dancing, crafting, and celebrating all the incredible things this community has done over this insane year.
We all know wrapped was a little disappointing this year, but music is so important to creativity and inspiration. So we're going to celebrate and make the most of it anyway!
ALSO there's a contest - create a 12 song playlist with one song for every month that hilights something you experienced during that time. The winner gets either a month of free BlueJay workshops or a free season of Neil Hilborn's writing circle (not affiliated). Winner will be announced at 8pm Pacific time so please submit your playlist no later than 7pm Pacific.
Good luck and we hope to see you there! https://discord.gg/4ME9E7Th
Saturday, December 28, 2024
The Bluest Skies of All
Healing looks good on you. So does the garden in front of your grandmother's old place. Do you ever wonder who's living there now? I sure do. Maybe we will keep growing and someday we'll be able to fill this distance with love and stories and the miles won't seem to matter at all.
Artist Credit: Cynalin
Friday, December 27, 2024
The Unscheduled Hiatus
I'm sorry, I needed a break from the world.
Sunday, December 15, 2024
The Holiday Cards are Flooding in Again
Memories are more fun when they birth new traditions. Remember not everyone calls or writes for the right reasons, so you might as well respond authentically, as true to yourself as possible, every fucking time. It weeds out the wrong people. Keep smiling. Keep standing tall. Keep taking the photos and showing up to the traditions that light your soul on fire.