What’s Up America?
The photo was taken by my father after I was sick of seeing him and my brother working outside shirtless and decided I wanted to be outside shirtless. I was born a feminist (thanks Mom).
We are Capable
Well, this is overdue. After being hired and working as a customer service representative, my fears of the future were somewhat proven. I want to blame having a full-time job as my block to continuing my growth in literacy. It’s amazing how deflated my once swelled-beyond-capacity-mind feels shrunk to discombobulated thoughts and long pauses withContinue reading “We are Capable”
Let’s Be Trees
Like the snow laden branches of the white pines rooted in my mom’s property, I’ve felt worry, doubt, unacted hope—many snowflakes—overwhelm me to a drooped stupor. For several seasons, I lived through the snow and waited for glimpses of sun. I shaded the deeper parts of myself, so those snowflakes remained while I thought IContinue reading “Let’s Be Trees”
Amanda Gorman
This beautiful woman of 22 years wrote and read a poem that is going to stand with our American poet mentors and laureates. In honor of Amanda Gorman, I’m sharing her poem “The Hill We Climb.” Personally, I think many poets would agree, listening to a poet speak their poem is immensely different than readingContinue reading “Amanda Gorman”
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EJ Hearth Blog 
Your stories are amazing, never stop writing. Love Aunt Lisa
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