Chel Bell Guild

My very first official job was working at Walgreens. I was 17 when I started and spent hours shopping in the cosmetics section while waiting for my latest roll of film to be developed anyway, so it seemed like a no-brainer. I worked there for the next four years, off and on as I went away to college and returned,… Read More

Dear Mama, Thanks for always showing me that life did not necessarily have to be rooted in reality, that reality is subjective and is what we make it (for better or worse). Thank you for making song, dance, laughter, creativity, and storytelling a regular part of my upbringing, even when I was less than enthused by your antics. I’m grateful… Read More

I used to share opinions online in a very unfiltered way. Honesty has always been incredibly important to me, otherwise, we’re just wasting precious time. In my effort to tell it like it was, I came off as self-righteous and naïve. I realized I had to get better at expressing myself in a way that would invite a broader audience… Read More

I’m a spiritual, manifesting, tree-hugging hippie, but I’m also a rational person that values evidence. While I do believe in some things that can’t be proven conclusively by science, the majority of the choices I make are backed by results-driven data (if only by a very real placebo effect). Salt lamps have become mainstream in the past few years, with… Read More

I was in the third grade when my grandfather died of brain cancer. I was a neon-scrunchie-wearing, freckle-faced kid who’d obliviously asked him what he thought of the Lisa Frank Valentines I was creating for my classmates only a week before his passing. He couldn’t answer, of course, his eyes yellowed and his body still, lying in the hospital bed… Read More