I am an Earth Worshiper

Is it the way her fresh oxygen expands my lungs? Or perhaps the deep cell-to-cell nourishment of clean water? Maybe it’s the way my zucchini grow from seeds in the backyard, or the transformation of caterpillars into butterflies. It’s the mystery of what truly happens within the cocoon. The awe-inspiring truth that the smallest seedContinue reading “I am an Earth Worshiper”

Reflections on Death & “Evil”

Here we are, on the inevitable topic of death. Anyone who knows me understands that despite being an incredibly optimistic and idealistic person, I am also never afraid to speak about what is real. In all honesty, due to recent tragedies close to me, this topic has felt too close to home. To be transparentlyContinue reading “Reflections on Death & “Evil””

Power of Selenite

What’s Crystal Claire’s favorite crystal? Easy. Selenite. Selenite’s name is in honor of the Greek Goddess of the moon, Selene. It can also commonly be called Desert Rose, Satin Spar, or Maria Glass. Crystals of this type are most frequently found in the USA, Mexico, Argentina, Brazil, Russia, Poland, Greece, Japan, & Australia. Not onlyContinue reading “Power of Selenite”

Behind the name, “Crystal Claire”

Funny enough, “Crystal Claire” was first bestowed upon me as my ‘rapper name’ at my high school’s hip hop & poetry club. Since then, the name has flowed off the tongue at countless parties & festivals– even when my poetry slam skills stutter. Not only it is a convenient way to distinguish myself from theContinue reading “Behind the name, “Crystal Claire””

Share Love

Three weeks after I tattoo’d a declaration of self-love on my hand, I came to the crucial realization that while devotion to loving myself is necessary, it wasn’t a cure-all to live happily. My life’s story so far has been largely characterized my compassion for others, but finding that balance has oftentimes been a challenge.

Accepting Aching Bones

From a young age, we’re conditioned to believe that being an adult isn’t enjoyable. As we progress into adolescence, we savor our youth to numb our sense of inevitable aging. We joke that we “feel old,” but we focus on the negative lights on our naive faces, avoiding the acknowledgement that this moment is the youngestContinue reading “Accepting Aching Bones”