Describe a family member.
He doesn’t say much, but his silence speaks,
a quiet mountain where my courage peaks.
He never let storms reach our door
he held the sky, so we could soar.

Describe a family member.
He doesn’t say much, but his silence speaks,
a quiet mountain where my courage peaks.
He never let storms reach our door
he held the sky, so we could soar.

What is your favorite form of physical exercise?
My favorite exercise is not a routine, but a return,
A breath with the trees, a stretch with the sun.
On the mat I find stillness, under the sky I find flight,
Yoga in nature is where my body and soul unite.

How much would you pay to go to the moon?
I’d pay in stardust, in borrowed skies,
In quiet hope and wild goodbyes.
For every soul that lives in tune,
Already walks beside the moon.
What alternative career paths have you considered or are interested in?
Labels felt shallow, but purpose ran deep,
So I followed the whispers that others let sleep.
I chose craft over career, soul over gear,
And life became my work, year after year.
What’s something most people don’t know about you?
I’ve walked through things I once feared to see,
Loneliness, responsibility, both shaping me.
I wasn’t born strong, life taught me to be,
And being married to a soldier set that spirit free.
Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?
Lazy days are the ones for introspection,
When silence feels like true connection.
The world may run, I let it be,
For peace begins when I meet me.
What makes a good neighbor?
The one whose presence need not be loud,
You may share a meal, or just the same cloud.
Days may pass without a word or call,
Yet their smile feels like sunlight on your wall.
Their home, in quiet ways, imparts
A flavor that lingers in your heart.
What could you try for the first time?
I could try stillness without a plan,
To simply be, not just outrun what I can.
To let life unfold, not chase or strive,
Just trust the art of being alive.
What principles define how you live?
I don’t live by rules carved in stone,
But by a purpose I’ve made my own.
It shifts, it breathes, yet stays sincere,
My compass within, forever clear.
What have you been putting off doing? Why?
I’ve been putting off the things I know,
That ask me still to learn and grow.
Some roads aren’t meant to start in haste,
Even waiting is a part of the race