• Diary

    We Witnessed A Partial Eclipse

    As the twilight sun gave way to an eerie midday darkness, Amelia and I stood in the fields of our Vermont farm, our eyes turned skyward. The day had been marked on our calendar with anticipation: an astronomical event promised a full eclipse, a rare alignment that would shroud our world in an otherworldly twilight. But nature, in her unpredictable artistry, scripted a different spectacle. Instead of the complete darkness we expected, we witnessed a partial eclipse. The moon nibbled at the sun’s edge, crafting a crescent of light that seemed too mystical to belong to our everyday sky. The light that filtered through this celestial interplay was unlike any…

  • Diary

    An Errant Heat To The Star

    I sometimes find myself feeling akin to a stray wisp of heat from a distant star—present, yet seemingly inconsequential, lost amidst the grandeur of the universe. This feeling envelops me silently, a whisper of isolation that echoes through the vast chambers of my existence. I have danced through the rhythms of life, weaving my essence into the fabric of my community, my family, and my friendships. Yet, despite these connections, moments arrive unannounced, bringing with them a profound sense of being left out, of being forgotten. These are the moments when laughter and conversation swirl around me, not quite touching me, when I feel like an observer in my own…

  • Diary

    Embracing The Journey

    Life has a curious way of shaping us. Some people may find ways to circumvent hardships, skirting around them like obstacles in a maze. But for me, it’s always been about facing challenges head-on with unwavering determination. Lately, however, I’ve felt the weight of the world pressing down on my shoulders. The hardships I’ve endured and overcome in the past seem to have come calling. It’s as if the echoes of battles fought and won reverberate through the chambers of my heart, urging me not to forget the strength that lies within. Perhaps it’s the long, harsh winter that has kept me confined indoors for months on end that has…

  • Diary

    Winter Storm—March 23, 2024

    Today, the National Weather Service’s bulletin was stark, a Winter Storm Warning that seemed to echo the hush in the air: “Heavy wet snow and mixed precipitation expected. Total snow accumulations of 10 to 20 inches and ice accumulations of up to one tenth of an inch.” I decided that I would not be venturing outside today. Amelia, with her wise, knowing look, seemed to agree. There was an unspoken consensus between us—today was not a day to venture into the cold embrace of the storm. The world outside our window would transform into a winter wonderland of snow and ice, a spectacle that was both beautiful as well as…

  • Diary

    Redefining Success: A Journey Beyond Conventional Achievement

    In quiet reflection, I often ponder the evolution of success. This concept, so deeply ingrained in our collective psyche, has undergone a significant transformation, particularly in the 21st century. My journey through life has led me to challenge the conventional notions of success, embracing the shifts in societal values that redefine what it means to truly achieve and be fulfilled. Every morning, as the first light of dawn breaks the horizon, I step out onto the back porch of our house, greeting the day with a ritual that grounds me. There, I take a long, contemplative look over my property, embracing the ever-changing beauty of the landscape that unfolds before…

  • Diary

    On My Horizon

    Today marks a turning point in my life, on my horizon is a moment that feels both liberating and profound. After years of carrying the weight of my past, encapsulated in the worn pages of my old diary, I’ve made a decision that feels like a bold step into a new chapter. My diary, filled with painful memories and trauma from both my job and personal life, has been my silent companion through the darkest of times. Yet, today, I decided to let it go, to release the hold it has had on me. In a symbolic gesture of moving forward, I chose to burn my old diary. The decision…

  • Diary

    Difference Has Been A Constant Companion

    This morning, after yet another restless night filled with tangled dreams and half-formed thoughts, I found myself lying awake, staring at the ceiling. It’s become a ritual of sorts, a quiet moment before the dawn, where I turn inward and ponder over the adventure that has been my life. It’s been a journey akin to an errant beam of heat seeking out a distant star, always flickering, always different from the paths taken by those around me. As I lay there, the gentle sound of rain against my window seeped into my consciousness. The rain, with its persistent, misunderstood droplets, seemed to echo the feelings I’ve harbored for much of…

  • Diary

    This Summer, I’m Cranking It Up To 11

    As the snow finally decides to retreat and the greenery in Vermont timidly peeks out, signaling the arrival of warmer days, my heart does a little happy dance. This is the time when my mind starts spinning with plans for the summer. This summer, I’m planning to crank it up to 11 on the fun and adventure scale! In the spirit of making the most out of the sunny season, I’ve scribbled down a list of things I want to do. This list isn’t in any particular order, but each item on it sparkles with the promise of making this summer absolutely unforgettable. First off, imagine the thrill of creating…

  • Diary

    Advice I Wish I Could Have Given To My Teenage Self

    Recently, I’ve found myself lost in thoughts, sparked by a question proposed by Content Catnip that resonated with me… What advice would you give your teenage self? This question takes me on a voyage back in time, a chance to whisper wisdom into the ears of my younger self, navigating the complexities of adolescence. Reflecting on this, I realize there are a multitude of things I wish I could have imparted to my teenage self, insights gleaned from the lessons and experiences that life has since unfurled. First and foremost, I would tell my younger self that it’s okay not to have your life figured out. Back then, the pressure…

  • Cornerstone Content,  Diary

    A Last-Minute Adventure And Unexpected Reflections

    As someone who thrives on spontaneity, my recent last-minute decision to visit New York City felt like diving into a well of nostalgia and new experiences. This trip wasn’t planned with the meticulous detail I usually reserve for vacations. Today, I set out for New York City, completely unaware of the profound impact this journey would have on me. Walking Down Memory Lane Arriving in the city, I was drawn to my old neighborhood, a place where the echoes of my past self seemed to resonate off every corner and cobblestone. I made a brief stop at the house where I grew up, climbing the stairs to the vacant apartment…