I thought I was going to include this in a text post, but I think it’s too great to dim its light like that.



Photo Collage: Sedona Lights


This past weekend, my family and I took a late trip to Sedona, about two hours from where we live. I figured it may be a picturesque experience, so I pocketed my (dad’s) camera, and snapped as I went along. The event was a walk-through of a bunch of Christmas lights and similarly themed showings that surrounded various shops and boutiques. So, since it was late at night, there may be some glare. But I wanted to share either way.

the trees are alive


Almost all the trees were wrapped in lights. So much so, the street lights were drowned out. It made the area look even better and a little more alive, in my opinion.


If you can see those little orange lights on the grounds, they were actually candles in paper bags. I wanted to believe they were fake candles, but I looked into a bag and saw a real flame. Is that safe?


Just off to the left (of the previous picture) is this little nook, which I think was everyone’s favorite. Did I mention how cold it was that night?


I’m not sure where you’d find these things, but I need several. This little flame-tower-cage-a-majjigy was where me and my brothers huddled around for at least a cumulative 30mins. It was so warm…


There were stairs a little ways down that path that led to more stores on the upper level. Granted, they were all closed, but curiosity got the best of me and I went up there anyway…


…besides, the great view from above was perfect for a (half decent) picture.

the art of energy


There was this big cage thing that looked interesting. I’m not sure what it is but, like me, it’s bright and very extra. So I gave it some attention.


(the inside view looking out)


Of all the boutiques there, this was one of the few that were open. And also the place we lingered in the most, because my entire family is nothing but a bunch of nerds (link to the artist).


Of all the pieces in the shop, there were mainly two that I found myself drawn to the most.


This was one of the two (the matching piece for the previous picture’s content)…


…and these paper cranes were the second of the two. I’m not sure why, but I really liked this one.

the whats and nows


Oh! I can’t forget to show this giant Christmas tree. Hopefully, my short dad and brothers offer some perspective.


There were a lot of cool things that mostly piqued my artsy, nerdy side. For example, the surplus of kinetic art that was on display. Of all the art forms I remember studying, kinetic art is hands down a favorite.


Though it was really cold and really late, I can’t help it that I just like to see things. And it was a nice (sporadic) trip.

(I saw an arch and thought “that would make a nice photo”, and here we are)

The only thing about this night is that I wish I could have taken a good picture of the sky. There was zero light pollution and the stars came out to play for once…

I even saw my first shooting star.

Inspiration Has Consequences

It seems that now that my inspiration has come back from its vacation, I feel like I’ve been doing something worthwhile with my time. It came back like a flood, really. If you’re curious (or just looking for a filler read), feel free to hear me babble about life and things.

P.S: semi-important notice included

Caption: a sad attempt as filter edits

Peeling Back Bed-Sheets

Maybe it’s my current circumstances but I’ve been spending more time outside of my room than I’m known to. Everyone who lives with me may not agree, but I know me and my habits. For a moment, it felt icky to be around more than my own person. But after a while, I could feel the difference. So on those days when I’m home alone, there are certain things I try to do just to provoke myself to unplug from my bed: eat breakfast or drink tea, and look out of a window. That second bit sounds weird but it satisfies the “get up and move” need. I compare myself to a cat a lot, even down to sitting in direct sunlight just to be warm. But the natural light also kind of wakes me up and opens my mind. I’m a nature lover, so I guess it makes sense to someone in the universe…

Caption: this is my favorite of all the flicks I took today

Arts & Crafts

Alongside this newfound energy to move more, there has been this rush of inspiration lately with me. It seems like everyday I’m making something or working on something, to the point where projects are overlapping and I’m becoming weary that none of it will ever be finished. But there’s so much good content that I want to put my best effort into them so they’ll come out really nice. Maybe it’s because ever since I put up my whiteboard (another mini-project I did a while ago), I’ve been able to visualize my ideas. Everything isn’t crammed into once space that empties out every hour or less. Instead, it’s all written down and in my face so that not only is it captured in its rawest form, but the idea can be revisited.

The original concept for my whiteboard was actually to be a dreamboard. It was going to be a chalkboard and I would just write inspiring quotes and post clippings and pictures of things I wanted to do. That’s not to say that I can’t still do that; this just seemed a little more… realistic to me. You see, I have a tendency to think of the future in a very fantastical way sometimes. Usually, I fully understand that some of it just isn’t real life, but of course that doesn’t stop me from thinking. But for someone like me, a dreamboard would have been a setup up for a mental breakdown. As time passes and I see something on the board, still unaccomplished, it’ll start to eat at me. So I went for something that’s more sensitive to me and a lot more… possible (and less messy).

My whiteboard isn’t much more than a giant sticker, by the way: adhesive whiteboard paper from the store around the corner and some dry-erase markers. I pasted it to my closet doors, one side I use for my calendar and agenda, the other side I use for whatever else. Currently, the second side is my planner board; it has a lengthy bullet list of content to work on, where I left off with which and what I need to do next. That takes me to this next bit…

Caption: I really like the perspective in this picture…

Inspired Hiatus

I think it would be best to take a short break. Nothing major, probably not even a full month, but I won’t dismiss the idea either. There are mainly two things that played into this decision:

  • Of course, I mentioned I have a ton of content I’m working on. Some of it will probably take only a couple hours, but some of it involves more effort over longer periods of times. I was thinking, “why not just publish as you go?” And in case you were thinking the same, I’m sure that wouldn’t be best. I want to start to develop more of a schedule or time frame with my content. Whatever scheduling I choose may not take immediate affect, but this will give me time to feel out what is best for the future.
  • Arguably, the biggest factor would be that I am still in school. The semester ends in the second week of December and I want to make sure to finish out with the same good momentum I’ve been having up to now. Anyone who’s close to me knows I was never the greatest, most scholarly student but my grades this semester do not support that notion at all. And I want to try and keep it that way. I want be able to turn in homework earlier than the day it’s due and still have stress-free downtime. Of course, that’s not to say I substitute study time with working on content; but I want to give myself fewer obligations so I have little excuses.

In my head, I’ll probably be back to posting around the beginning of December, it depends on how much I have ready and available. It honestly feels weird saying that I’ll be on hiatus for a little. The last time I was, it wasn’t a decision I voluntarily made. Maybe this is something like a stepping stone or whatever cliche metaphor for “growing up”.

I think I hit all of the main points I wanted to mention… oh! All of the pictures in this post were taken Tuesday. My dad and I went for a little drive and we saw this one scene that we had to stop and take pictures. I have a strange obsession with taking pictures of flora, perhaps because they cooperate better than people as models. Other than my photography shenanigans, I think that’s all to talk about. If I do post amid the hiatus, it’ll probably just be pictures and quotes, nothing too lengthy. Until then, I hope you look forward to my work.


What kind of content would you like to see from me?

Dear Future Me

This year was a little different. There was a lot of adjusting that had to take place because of so much change. And while I can’t say I was happy the entire time, I won’t say each event hasn’t pushed something out of me.

There’s a lot of goals I have, that I’ve always had, and now I just have new motivation to chase them. The fear of dissatisfaction will always be a lurking entity that I won’t be able to shake until I get to where I want to be. At least right now, though, I’m happy with who I am and where I’m headed.

A note to future me from your old self:

Always look up. This is a nasty habit that me, the old you, has and always has had. You’ll never get where you want to be if you’re not looking where you’re going. The ground has nothing to offer you other than keeping you attached to the Earth’s crust. Trust yourself. Trust your intelligence, your confidence, and your intuition. You got this.

Caption: The truth is, I wasn’t sure what to post, but the short version is: happy (belated) birthday.

A Post Lost in Time

Typically, before I post any lengthy reading online, I pre-write it in a word document. As I was scrolling through this document, I came across an old, unfinished post that I believe I started writing the same day or the day after the event it was referring to. I just decided to share it before it either gets lost further down the line or I delete it entirely.

I had the greatest opportunity of attending a conference for one of my social justice heroes… and it’s still so surreal to me.

I found out about Jane Elliot around a year ago. It started with a simple video that circulated my Facebook page, but I wanted to know what I was watching, I wanted the full story. Jane Elliot is best known for her “Blue Eyes, Brown Eyes” experiment she did with an elementary school class she taught. The videos I found myself watching while looking her up involved her replicating that experiment with groups of older people. I listened to her explanations on why she continued to do the experiment and why she does her work. After those moments, I made up my mind that should I ever get the chance to see her work in person, I would take it without hesitation.

And I lived up to that promise. My psychology teacher told us that he and a committee of others worked hard to make it happen, but Jane Elliot would be presenting at campus. “Jane Elliot? At our little community college campus…” Surely, she was there. And so was I. I was anxious to see her when presentation day came; I was both nervous and excited. I loved every moment of the event. I’ve always thought of Elliot to be a considerably strict, “business” woman on a mission. But she’s charismatic, entertaining, and very informative all at once.

I’ll admit, however, it was difficult listening to and believing some of what she said. It wasn’t the factual things or the more obvious things that I knew to be true; it was those anecdotal moments where I couldn’t bring myself to believe that she had those conversations and that people are actually as nasty as she depicted…

And those moments are what makes the whole experience so surreal.

Jane and I
I honestly love/hate this photo. She had said something funny just as the shutter went off… nonetheless, I got to have this moment. That’s what matters.