What the Enneagram Taught Me About Self-Love

What’s so great about personality tests? Okay, guest blogger Melodie Castellanos, enlighten me: If you’re reading this, you’ve probably taken a personality test. For the sake of accurate statistics—I won’t give a random numerical percentage—but I do believe it’s safe to say that if you are, in fact, a human being who stumbled upon this blog post, there is a pretty big chance you’ve taken … Continue reading What the Enneagram Taught Me About Self-Love

Choices and Cheeky Boys

Where do I start? Ah yes. With a twentysomething-year-old boy. One evening, I’m longboarding down the red-brick streets of my town (because my life is an indie movie) and I run into a friend of a friend. He comes into the coffeeshop regularly and compliments my face. "Your face is so round and soft-looking, like really cuddly." – guy at cafe #mylife — Rachel Noelle (@RachelNoelle21) October … Continue reading Choices and Cheeky Boys

Rachel Gets Road Rage

Okay. I don’t think this actually constitutes as road rage. But all I can say is: one minute I’m driving down a one-way road—there’s no sign but it’s definitely one-way, I know—and the next minute this lady in a van—blonde hair, like all the mean girls you see in teen dramas—comes head-to-head with me and suddenly, I have entered a game of chicken. You know, … Continue reading Rachel Gets Road Rage

What Happens When You Judge Me

I’ve encountered the holier-than-thou attitude in Christian circles more than once. My friend recalls a man in church who once told him: “There are first-class Christians and second-class Christians. First-class Christians are on fire for the Lord. They love Jesus, they come to church every Sunday eager to worship, and they read their Bible a lot. Second-class Christians, well, they just don’t get it. They … Continue reading What Happens When You Judge Me

What I Used to Believe

“I’m struggling with my faith.” Nothing sounded more annoying to me than those words. And I heard it all the time. From my Christian friends to my fellow churchgoers, from coworkers to pastors. “If you’re struggling with your faith.…” “Are you struggling with your faith?” “Yeah, I’m really struggling with my faith.” I would roll my eyes each time. For one thing, why is it … Continue reading What I Used to Believe

Why I Don’t Care About Self-Care

Come on, guys. We are Generation Treat Yo-Self. This I know, for Parks and Recreation—and an article in The Guardian—told me so. Dear my fellow co-blogger, Savvy: I realize this blog post is a bit of an objection to your post “Take Care of Yourself.” You wrote about the importance of self-care and I don’t mean to argue against you. Actually, if I may spoil … Continue reading Why I Don’t Care About Self-Care

When You Show Me Who You Really Are

When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.* I hate this feeling. A car has blindsided me. Sidled up and crashed into me, shaking me awake. Okay, in reality, I’m steering safely through an intersection, blinkers blinking, windshield wipers wiping. But it feels like I’ve been blindsided. Not bumped by a tailgater. Not rammed into the car in front of me. … Continue reading When You Show Me Who You Really Are