My Cup of Coffee With Fear by Diana Carson-Walker I was talking to a friend of mine a few months ago, and I found myself trying to explain my (apparently) deep-seated anxiety that rears its head all day long. Generally,
Sarah: I’ve always had complex and vivid dreams — an ongoing area of strange inspiration
My mom likes to tell a story about my childhood that, in short, goes like this: When I was twelve years old we used to live outside of town on a ten acre plot of land on the side of
Sam: Why Have We Forgotten How To Play? Reflections After A Day in The Forest.
Here’s my theory: life gets in the way. On a typical day, I wake up, grab a quick breakfast, wash off the sleep and head out the door. On particularly busy days, I’ll have my headphones on and will be
Brendan: I will use what talent & ability I have to resist this cultural drive to a living dead-end.
What excites me most about being apart of this project is it’s intended purpose: “A mastermind group is designed to help you navigate through challenges using the collective intelligence of others.” I love the idea of sharing experiences with, and