I subscribe to several travel and photography newsletters, and Eye Prefer Paris is one of my favorites. Its genteel and gentle tone, straightforward photography, and glimpses of a Paris life consistently charm. It’s a glimpse into a life that is definitely close to how I think of as Ideal, a
I have begun again so many times. Especially here, dear Reader. This time, I shall not make the attempt to tell you of all that’s happened, of every little thing since the last time I spoke. In my bookshelf are at least five journals, the earliest from seventh grade. All
Here in Colorado Springs, I woke to the first morning with a house cooler than when I went to sleep…autumn is coming. I have wanted to announce the following several times over the last couple of months and am finally ready to go after overcoming delaying roadblocks of timing and
I’ve spent the morning fiddling with the Church of Wild YouTube channel, creating playlists and adding videos from the last couple of years. We’re smack in the middle of the Read-Aloud journey, where I’m reading The Oat Project out loud on Facebook Live, every night at 7:30pm MST, until done.
It’s been an INTENSE year here in Jene’-land. Over the last two years, via hard as hell work in therapy for the first time in my life, I’ve finally begun to work through early trauma, my mother’s death, and gotten at the root cause of lifelong depression, panic, and anxiety.
Today marks six years since my mom died and the world became a little less bright. Every year, on her birth and death days, I do my best to honor her in one way or many. When I walked into work today, the music playing was all her favorites: Elton
One year ago today, I gave my first political speech. The whole story is here. It kicked off a juggernaut of a year, in which I ended up a national delegate representing thousands of Coloradans in Philadelphia (read about the rest HERE). A year later, I would love to neatly
Four years ago yesterday, my family and I stood in an Arkansas ICU hospital room where my brother fought for his life. On the way back from burying my mother in a Tennessee graveyard, my brother and his wife were rear-ended by two semis while sitting in traffic behind another
ANNOUNCEMENT (Please read, then watch the video): Nine years ago, I started a project that became transformational then seminal: Over the summer of 2007, at 37 years old, I finally came of age via doing 22 things I’d never done, like getting drunk, going dancing, getting a tattoo, and smoking
I’m headed to the Democratic National Convention as a delegate for Colorado Congressional District 5. !!! I’m still in a bit of shock over here, but if you’d like to know the whole story of how this happened, head over to the page I made for politics, here: https://jenejackson.com/feeling-the-bern/. And