Author: Cristen Writes

Little worlds outside the world. That’s what we have made. Here in whispers, and laughs, and secrets under cool white sheets. Here under a tree, whose branches are weighted by fragrant white flowers, and her roots rise out of the ground around us like a living hug. Here around the table where giggles and red […]

It’s a balancing act. Maintaining your peace while fighting fiercely for others’. Holding righteous anger in one hand and universal compassion in the other. Recognizing and standing up to an assault on freedom while understanding that it can never be given or taken away. Creating the world you want while honestly witnessing the world as […]

Watching the military meeting hosted by Trump and Hegseth was difficult. More so even than usual, it felt like forcing myself to pay attention as someone was raking their fingernails across the chalkboard or sliding a table across a squeaky floor. The urge to turn it off was strong; but the moment felt pivotal, so […]

I’d rather be writing poetry. I’d rather be stringing together far too many flowery adjectives in the hope that I could capture just a slice of the beauty that I see every day. I’d rather be writing for fun. But now is not the time. It is not the time for adjectives. Now is the […]

I can’t control the weather. But I can plant a garden. I can’t stop men from fighting wars. But I can create peace at home. I can’t protect children worlds away. But I can touch the heart of someone in mine. I can’t prevent group think, or categorization, or the drafting of war plans. But […]

At this point, anyone in the States who is still in denial about this budding authoritarian is either willfully blind or completely brainwashed. I say this not with judgment but with sadness. I genuinely mourn for the great mental and emotional anguish they will likely have to face when it all hits home. And I […]

Is it anger? Not really. It’s more like a volcano ready to erupt in my chest – the lava barely contained, spilling over, driven upward with enough energy to burn a hole through everything. Pain? That word doesn’t scratch the surface of the layers upon layers of ash falling like dark rain upon the grounds […]

As for me and my little life, I’m going to keep trying my best. Trying my best to stay open and humble, yet fierce and honest in my truth. Doing my best to be myself. To embrace my perfect concoction of “a little bit of both”. Respectful of the rules that matter and a pain-in-the-ass […]

We don’t conform. We don’t obey. We won’t fall into line. You can’t predict our next move with your digital mind. There are more of us, waking and rising, with each passing day. We’re organic magic. You can’t shake us. We aren’t going away. The human heart – she is wild and fierce, a storm […]