Understanding ourselves and the world we live in.
Happy Sunday, folks, or Monday already depending on where and when you're reading this. I know a lot of us in this community are also writers, so I thought I'd share a quote that resonated with me this week:"We may think that the book we will write will be bad. Even worse will be the... Continue Reading →
By E.L. Jayne Why do we wait to ask the tough questions until someone is on their deathbed, until it's the last time we'll see someone, or before we go our separate ways?
Accidental Beauty, 2021. Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved, yo. Take this moment. Just for you. Your body. Your mind. Your purpose. Breathe it in. Then let it out. You are beautiful. . . . SnapDragon is a writer, artist, and donut enthusiast. Follow Snippets of SnapDragon for all kinds of goodness, yo.
By E.L. Jayne | What heals your heart?
A Slice of Heaven, 2021. North Carolina, USA. Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved, yo. Inside this chest pounds a heart so steady. Inside this head lives a brain so alive. And somewhere in between rests a spirit so gentle, even the tiniest of scratches leaves a scar. . . . How would... Continue Reading →
By E.L. Jayne | Hello my fellow blogging friends! I hope you've all been enjoying May so far. I, personally, cannot believe 2021 is almost halfway over. So what's trending these days? The entertainment industry is constantly looking for the next best thing. What's going to catch people's attention this time? The trending social app, TikTok, has answered that question.
A Messy Reflection from Yours Truly. . . . Greetings from my warm, bird-chirping corner of the globe, Dear Reader. I’m in my bare feet, I have a tall iced coffee within reach, and approximately half an hour or so of solitude. Here I am. And, simply put, I’m a mess. Top-knot hairdo. Disheveled clothes.... Continue Reading →
Popsicle Breath, 2021. Pennsylvania. Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved, yo. I fondly remember the days of grammar-school playgrounds; of brown-bagged lunches; of field trips to museums, caverns, and coal mines. I remember the sense of belonging within those classroom walls. There was a constance amongst us kids: a comradery that strengthened with... Continue Reading →
In the spirit of Easter, let’s talk about forgiveness—forgiveness with the most important relationship you can have. How difficult do you find it to forgive yourself? . . E. L. Jayne’s blog can be found here.
"If you ask a thousand people if they want to be rich, every one except the poet and the mystic will say yes." -BR If someone asked you if you wanted to be rich, with all the conveniences and consequences considered, would you say yes or no? . . As a self-proclaimed poet, I'd also... Continue Reading →
By E. L. Jayne One mellow evening, a seemingly miniscule reverie came along that managed to consume my mind. I couldn't stop contemplating one question: What have I given 100% of everything I had to? Truly, 100%?
We all honor our own innate ideals of happiness. Our conception of "the good life." Composing and recomposing our lives around this archetype of euphoria. But that's the thing.
Tired Beauty, 2021. St. Andrews State Park, Florida. Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved, yo. Greetings, Dear Reader! The SnapDragon Family is currently on the road, seeing some sights during this all-too-depressing season of lockdown during winter in Pennsylvania. (starts shivering, and hides head beneath a blanket) We’re cozied up in our Berkshire... Continue Reading →
Still Here, 2019. Paris. Original Photo by SnapDragon X. All rights reserved, yo. Hi. SnapDragon here. It's been awhile. And who knows why, really. I mean, I do have a toddler. I tend to the house and home. I technically work full-time, although it's more like a part-time, online gig at the moment. (No complaints.... Continue Reading →
By E.L. Jayne Would you rather have loved and lost or never have loved at all?
By E.L. Jayne Our interconnectedness and reliance on other human beings is taken for granted lately. It seems as if people only want to surround themselves with other like-minded people. This is profoundly dangerous.
By Billy Osogo I became politically-aware when I was around 11 years old. We had a disputed election in 2007 that resulted in the most destructive wave of electoral violence in all of Kenya’s history.
Original Painting by SnapDragon X. Acrylic on Canvas. 2017. I’m afraid of the dark. Like, for real. And it’s not because I think there are trolls in the basement, or Civil War ghosts in the attic. (But—ahem—now that I’ve revived that thought, I might crawl into bed even earlier tonight.) (pulls the blanket up to... Continue Reading →
By Ellen Jayne {generations} maybe because, the same blood that runs through my veins, ran for centuries before me, and will continue to live on after me, each generation passing down their stories
*BEEP* your alarm clocks goes off for the umpteenth time of quarantine. The past and present fade together as the days play an infinite loop. In January I posted an article here called How To Love the Repetition of Life. Little did I know that quarantine and a global lockdown that would last for months... Continue Reading →
