The Golden Ticket
There were no white flashes of light or great shifting in the cosmos or my immediate environment. NO-thing happened.
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@therealkimsmith
An experiment in truth telling
The Last Drunk
The day started unlike any other of the past decade. I was sober, well rested, cradled by 3000 count sheets at the L’Auberge Del Mar....
Everyday Magic
The world can be a heavy dark place. Every day we turn on the news to hear stories of inequality, sexual assault, political...
Confessions of a Drunk Yogi Part 2: Saying No
One morning I watched the sun rise, slivers of light penetrating the drawn blinds. Electric hell to my dilated pupils. The night had...
In Between
Some people get energy from being around people, getting all social up in their lives. I am not one of those people. I need downtime. I...
Confessions of a Drunk Yogi: Part 1: Cancer
I started practicing yoga at a small, one room studio in Johnson City, New York in 2002. I was charmed by the word yoga, it contained...
Humility has Many Faces/ AKA How I Crashed and Burned Teaching Emotional Intelligence to Kindergartn
Humility has many faces. Sometimes, it’s an epic addiction hellbent on destroying every part of your existence. Other times, it's a...
Me too, Her too, You too, Us too
Well, there was a lot of alcohol involved. Words my sister, then steeped in her own wounds said to me when I told her I was raped at 24...
Just Fucking Do It
Hey Human, You think I’d be getting tired of having this conversation with you. Being You would be a lot easier if you chose to believe...
Women, Dragons & Small Talk
I’m not really what you would call a “people person.” Most days I prefer books, baths, and solitude to the company of humans. One on one...
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