Welcome to the online home of author, Rachel Propst and Heart On Her Sleeve. Just like my own home, this online forum is a reflection of the dichotomous runway of life, achieving individual balance, autonomy, and spiritual success. I say, “Welcome.” I am a jack of all trades and a master of two. Commenting on and curating the experiences of womanhood in the twenty-first century. There is no one size fits all path in life. Writing is no different. Here you will find a world where life and genres collide to create a tapestry of self-care, human exploration, self-discovery, and bravery. Passionate about human connection, each of act of writing looks at the psyche and its broader affects on our lives and choices. This beautifully unexpected journey has created the opportunity for me to discover dynamic archetypes in the most unlikely places. Please enjoy, engage, explore and use this site as it fits your needs. I can’t wait to hear from you!
"Good girl, Daddy!" Says daddy's good girl. Looking.........leading. Learning.....teaching. Watermelon shot-put, Look second, Leap first. Track-meet parenthood, Breathless. The toddler trials. "Good girl, Daddy!" Says daddy's good girl.
On “to thy own self be true”
"Woman or girl, Old ‘fore her time. Looking to please Looking to find The part of her self To which she was true Without biting back To save him or you. You and your senses So easily undone. Your sensibilities Pretending to run, Blush, and hide In uncomfortable fashion, Yet turn heel pursuing The first... Continue Reading →
My meditation practice has been nonexistent the last week. But today I made time. It is with gratitude that I share what making time gave me.
Gurl, Don’t be an Assh*le
Last week I was traveling with my toddler on the last leg of our long journey. She was exhausted and had not seen her father in eight days. The last time she and I flew, she could sit on my lap. Now, two and half years old and screaming bloody murder, she had to sit... Continue Reading →
Tuesday is Temperamental
"Monday's obviously a bastard, quite literally as dad can't remember what or who he was doing. Tuesday's temperamental but ok as long as you stay on her good side. Wednesday doesn't say much and Thursday sometimes hums just to break the silence. They're in love. Friday's always wasted and she and Saturday hold each other... Continue Reading →
