Five years ago I wrote myself a letter. “Dear Future self…” it began. I was part of series of letters that I had written every couple of years to myself since I was eleven-years-old. I had started keeping a journal after becoming obsessed with the Dear America book series for children and thought it would also be fun to keep another time capsule that I could open with surprise in the future. I would write briefly about my life at that time, what I was doing, and what I was interested in. However, the conversation with my future self always turned to the important questions. What does the future entail? What happens to me? (more…)
I’ve been on a morbid kick lately of macabre podcast content. If you perused the favorites on my Tune-In app, you would find a list of shows that would make you question my moral sense. One of the podcast shows, Cults, dives deep into the minds of manipulative cult leaders and their misguided followers while untangling the unusual and the vile deeds that grew from twisted words.
I noticed, after listening to a few episodes of the podcast, that many of the cults that became well known enough to shock a nation grew from the misinterpretations of religious text and faith-based beliefs. I wondered, if the two are often found so intertwined together, what is the difference between a religion and a cult? (more…)
A few copies of my resume had been neatly printed on clean sheets of white computer paper. I sat nervously in a chair in their conference room.
One of the two ladies who had invited me in for an interview walked into the room. “Oh excuse the mess. We’re in the process of moving to a new office.” Her dark curly hair bounced as she literally threw her head back and laughed.
“Yeah, it’s not usually like this.” The other lady said with a short chuckle.
“Oh, so if I got the internship I would be in another office?” I asked.
The lady with the dark curly hair nodded. “Yeah, we’re just moving right down the street to a nicer office with more space.”
She went on to describe what the office looked like, what my duties as an intern would be, and how much fun I would have. (more…)
The four of us stared down at the black sludge bubbling up from the short blades of green grass that had been blocked off with black iron gates. A small gust of wind had picked up a smell, of what seemed like burned tire rubber, and found its way into our nostrils. I instinctively moved my feet around a bit as if to sidestep the process that was taking hold underneath my boots.
“This all seems very unsafe,” I said as I continued to look down at the ground that was pushing up this dark liquid from decades passed. The ground at La Brea Tar Pits looked like some sort of horror scene nestled between the picturesque LACMA and LA Brea Tar Pits museums. (more…)
Millennials—everyone’s talking about them, writing news articles, or trying to research their thought processes. They poke fun at their tendency to connect and share with their friends and families online though new and innovative digital technologies, and they don’t particularly care for their desire for wanting to create a purposeful life by doing meaningful work while still taking a moment to spend time with those most important in their lives.
Millennials seem as though they are something strange and new, but when you really think about it, you realize that the Millennials are just another generation of passionate young people that are trying to make the most of their lives and change the world for the better. (more…)