I Surrender: Moving Towards Wholeness After Heartbreak.
I surrender. I don’t have the sparkle in my eye that says, it’ll be okay in the end. Tonight, it’s not okay. I’m not okay.
Awakening from Technicolor Dreams.
What happens when, like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, we spend our monochromatic lives daydreaming of rainbows... and land in a Technicolor fantasy world?
Silence, Depth, and Desire: Noticing the Contrasts in Things.
I realized this is what I love most... tuning into the tucked-away things that are actually often the most real things in the room.
A World Apart: The Generations of ’69.
The indifference of others to social injustice, violence, and human suffering penetrates his heart like a wounding arrow. How does he live in this world?
The Truth About Our Abandonment Issues.
Friends, lovers, children are never at the core of our abandonment issues. Only I am at the root of my abandonment issues.
What’s in a Name? Making Meaning of Menopause, Welcoming CessLuna.
Consider the choice to rename menopause, and give it a new meaning, a new flavor. As women, this is a chance for us to reclaim our power.
Do Not Fear, the Women Are Gathering.
The women are gathering. In the hidden cracks and crevices where nobody is looking, we are digging in the shadows, doing our sacred work.
Pondering the Existence of Love in the Dance of Life.
She nodded, letting her eyes drift back to the dance floor. “... The odds of two people being deeply in love with each other... just feels impossible."
Cheeto-Eating Sex Versus Satisfying Our Hunger.
It’s not the act of sex that satisfies me. It is the creative power of sex. It is the fire that both people add their breath to.
I Am ‘Wombyn’. {poetry}
I am 'wombyn'. I am sisterhood. I am healer, mother, earth, cosmos and crone. My magic will cast spells onto you, incantations, affirmations of love.