n 1. a person very much loved.
My name is Hayden. I’m a 23 year old girl living in upstate NY, navigating life one day at time. I was lucky enough to be born into a family rooted in music and art – roots I have and always will stay close to. My life is filled with many different things….I’m a harmony obsessed vocalist in two different groups at the moment. I work at a little juice bar and yoga studio blooming in my home town. I’m also a tattooer in my part time hours. I’m a lot of stuff I guess….An anxiety ridden, but determined new song writer/collaborator. A chronic doodler. A foodie. A yoga lover. A world explorer. A big sister. A goofball.
I love people. I love listening to people speak and sing and pray. I’m obsessed with my dog. I value honesty, perceptiveness, and I think kindness is sexy. I have a pretty bad mouth at times but I love God. I think you can cuss and still love (and be loved by) God. I’m a feminist and a body positive person. My parents and sister are my best and closest friends. I’m a liberal, sometimes a bit of a hippie. I have a pretty serious addiction to all types of popcorn. My favorite smell is campfire. My favorite color changes daily. I like hiking and being outdoors. I’m a tumblr addict. I like the idea of being a good cook. One time I high-fived Jimmy Fallon. (I hope I’m painting an okay picture of myself here…did I mention I’m a notorious list maker?)
I have a pretty piece of paper that says I have a Bachelors of Science in Studio Arts. Sometimes I look at it and cry a little. My love of art flourished in a semester in Florence, Italy, but so did my hunger for everything else. Music, art, food, people. I kept a blog of my time in Europe that felt like magic to me – necessary in every way so I wouldn’t forget what I’d experienced and I’d always remember to explore. Oh Darling Heart is my continued grown up effort at exploring my life. I like to think I’m squeezing the juice out of everything and sharing it here.
“Darling Heart,” is a term of endearment my grandmother has used since as long as I can remember. In letters, in emails, in sing-song. In every proud moment, in every soft word of encouragement, love, forgiveness. And it is used for each of her children and grandchildren in a way that promises a forever kind of love. It’s no wonder I’ve grown so attached to it. I’m not a prolific writer, and I’m certainly not a master of any of my trades…..but if I could choose to be a master at anything, it’d be loving and living the way she does. With gumption.
“Ask her what she craved, and she’d get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom.”
– Nightwoods – Charles Frazier