Category: perspectives

If you could un-invent something, what would it be?

I’d un-invent the urge to compare,
to weigh my now against someone else’s there.
Joy grows freer, softer, true,
when I walk my road, and let yours be you.

Where can you reduce clutter in your life?

I reduce clutter where it matters most,
in overthinking, in rushed yeses, in holding too close.
I keep my spaces light, my choices clear,
making room for what feels honest without any dear.

What is your favorite animal?

The deer, so gentle, alert, and free,
moving with quiet dignity.
It teaches me strength need not command,
sometimes power walks softly across the land.

In what ways do you communicate online?

I communicate online the way I live,
with gentle words and pauses that forgive.
Sometimes through poetry, sometimes through care,
always hoping someone feels seen there.

Think back on your most memorable road trip.

A road unplanned, with maps ignored,
where laughter mattered more than where we scored.
Miles rolled by, worries slipped from view,
the journey stayed longer than the place we drove to.

What snack would you eat right now?

Some seeds, gentle notions with a quiet crunch,
quiet wisdom packed in a mindful munch.
Nothing extravagant, nothing loud,
just gentle reminders that little is profound.

Come up with a crazy business idea.

You don’t rent a room, a thing, or food,
you borrow a carefully crafted mood.
Arrive weighed down, depart renewed,
because even joy can be consciously queued.

Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

As a child, I held a small, time-softened book,
its pages kept secrets no one else could look.
It vanished one day, as childhood treasures do,
yet left me listening inward, and writing life true.

What is your mission?

My mission is simple, yet boundless and true,
To leave the world brighter in all that I do.
To live with awareness, gratitude, and care,
And embrace each day with a spirit laid bare.

What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?

Whatever the years, may they never feel long,
For joy lets time flow like a familiar song.
When giving outweighs all I gather or gain,
Even time softens, unburdened, unchained.