Ashly HilstAnd Their Hearts Were Very Full: Nurturing Craft Over Content in an Age of BrandLauren sets the table while I sip a glass of wine: simple white dishes, silver forks, folded cloth napkins.Apr 30, 2018Apr 30, 2018
Ashly HilstIn Defense of Ugly DancingThe house is dark because all the blinds and windows are closed and the doors are locked, but I can still see myself reflected in the…Apr 30, 2018Apr 30, 2018
Ashly HilstHow to Really Be GratefulRain falls outside — thin, clear confetti on a thirsty earth. The plainest dirt ever known to man is transformed into a hundred mirrors…Apr 30, 2018Apr 30, 2018
Ashly HilstWhen the Tree of Knowledge Bears No Fruit: Pursuing a Life Less Clicked ThroughThe library at my college was a brick building with plenty of charm on the outside and plenty of sterile metal on the inside. Metal shelves…Apr 30, 20181Apr 30, 20181
Ashly HilstThe Life Giving Fruit of “Me Too”Loneliness: the often-ignored, raw feeling in the pit of my stomach; the unreasonable fear when I wake up at 3 o’clock in the morning and…Apr 30, 2018Apr 30, 2018
Ashly HilstIn Defense of FantasyThe sky cracks an eyelid and yellow sunbeams flood the surface of the earth. Standing on a hill above my house, the sunlight glitters…Apr 30, 20185Apr 30, 20185