Falling in love with the what it feels like to pursue my own soul.
Tonight I took a headfirst, no safety net deep dive into a space filled to the brim with people I don’t know in a place I’ve never been. I used my birthday money to buy a ticket, and gave up a night-out to go. I walked in tonight knowing I’d be fed and forced into conversation about things women don’t tend to talk about. That’s it. That’s all I had.
The #darlinglongtable turned into tears, cheers, and friendships all because we were given the opportunity to share what it means for us to pursue self care. And in an era (week?) like this, with so many around the world awakening to the truth that we aren’t, in fact, all okay with ourselves and how our lives are going... a conversation about how to *be* okay is so necessary it hurts.
Right now I’m sitting in my car feeling on fire to stay. To stay myself in a world where men might not agree with my strength. To stay open to new people, experiences, and ideas about life. To stay humble about the fact that none of this was made by my own doing (amen) and that holding onto quiet in a world full of hustle is worth learning (double amen).
No CLUE where life is headed, but as the youngest in a dinner filled with the most empowering women I’ve ever met, I’ve pretty dang excited for what’s to come. Thank you Darling for givin lil ole me a slice of heaven on earth !!
Hi, I'm Chlo.
I've been writing stories inspired by my real and imaginative experiences since I learned at age 7 that if you fold and staple construction paper together, it sort of looks like a real book. I have always craved soul serving stories- ones that melt like butter in your mind as you hear your heart explained out loud.
This here is my home away from home. When I'm not exploring neighborhood coffeehouses, driving down the Pacific Coast (again), or loving on all my people - I'm probably here, with you. Come on in! Scroll around. I hope you feel less alone.