Author: DangitDaya

  • Who Needs Growth

    Who Needs Growth

    I’ve been thinking a lot lately about growth. About whether people are actually required to keep doing it forever. Learning. Healing. Becoming better versions of…

  • Here I am – Welcome back

    Here I am – Welcome back

    Here I am, sitting on my couch in a quiet house. For the first time in what feels like weeks, maybe months, I am by…

  • Calm after the storm. No dog died.

    Calm after the storm. No dog died.

    Tax season is over. I feel like I should say that with more triumph, more clarity, more certainty that I did everything right—but the truth…

  • Surviving Tax Season When You Feel Like a Worm in the Dirt

    Surviving Tax Season When You Feel Like a Worm in the Dirt

    Have you ever made a decision that felt so uniquely stupid, so specifically yours, that you were certain no one else in the history of…

  • A Gentle Warning, and a Heavy Heart

    A Gentle Warning, and a Heavy Heart

    This post brushes against politics, so consider this a gentle warning. But more than that, it brushes against grief. America feels especially gruesome right now.…

  • Cultivation, not correction.

    Cultivation, not correction.

    On choosing intentions over resolutionsEvery year, January shows up like a well-meaning drill sergeant.Fix this. Improve that. Do more. Be better. Try harder.As if becoming…

  • Different Stages of Ripe

    Different Stages of Ripe

    I had four Christmases this year, which feels aggressive considering how tired I am. One was with coworkers. One was with my actual family. One…

  • Forest Optimism, or How I Learned to Keep the Light On

    Forest Optimism, or How I Learned to Keep the Light On

    Who am I, really, if at the end of every day I can’t place my experiences under an optimistic light? That question has been sitting…

  • The Season of Noise, Boundaries, and Chemical Tightropes

    The Season of Noise, Boundaries, and Chemical Tightropes

    This week has made me want to talk about a few things. Not neatly. Not cheerfully. Just honestly. It’s the holiday season, which means humans…

  • Family Ties

    Family Ties

    This past week felt like a whole season stuffed into a few days, the kind of stretch where life bursts at the seams in both…