Posts tagged life stories
What Lifts You Up When You're Down? | Identifying Your Fundamental Passion

I realized through being sick that dance is what will always pull me up from negativity. Yes, I love to write, I love to cook and bake and practice yoga, but none of these things feed my soul and spirit in the same way that dance and choreography does. Dance saves me and lifts me up when I’m down. 

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Not Everything Should Be Shared | The Case For Taking A Quiet Creative Pause

If one is constantly shuttling forward, it is all too easy to leave the “why” of it- that second degree of quality and meaning- lost in the dust along the trail somewhere. Sometimes we have to halt in our tracks, take a few steps back, and quietly rediscover our personal reasons for making work…

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How I Learned Moroccan Arabic + 5 Ways to Self-Study Any Language

I have written briefly in the past about my language-learning adventure, first with French and then with Darija. However, I still have so many people constantly asking me, “How did you do it?” How have I gotten to the point where when I speak Moroccan Arabic people frequently get confused and ask me if maybe someone in my family is from Morocco? 

The truth is that it boils down to one thing. The fierce determination to feel like I belong. 

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A Solo Traveler’s Challenge | Letting Go + Staying Grateful When Things Are Out of Your Control

This is for anyone who, like myself, is a solo traveler at heart. 

Independent, strong-willed and perhaps a little bit of a control freak. 

I jumped head first into a traveling life with no one holding my hand, establishing my own sea-legs and defining myself by my independence. This was how I started, but things naturally change, evolve and eventually we make choices, both big and small, that challenge who we thought we were. 

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Kiwi Honey Yogurt Bars + The Coming-Home Crash

We all have patterns in our lives that we would prefer to reorder- habits we strive to break. Sometimes, however, these patterns seem inevitable and out of our own control. One that I have dealt with practically since the first time I ever traveled away from home (summer camp circa 2010), is the oh-so-melancholy coming-home crash. If this is something you have ever experienced, you will know exactly to what I am referring. 

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