Rebelle Society

Dharma Is… : Curtain Walls, Rothko Paintings, And Butterflies.

When I stand alone on a hillcrest, watching the sun burn itself to sleep, and feel connection to something larger than my own story; when I breathe in Child’s Pose listening to Jeff Buckley’s 'Hallelujah' in my bedroom the night before yet 'another' eye surgery; when I sit on the gallery floor ...

poetry

Let’s Go Back There. {poetry}

Yes, let's go back there Where there are no rules Just passion and desire

wellness

Spices Of Life: Health Benefits Of Ginger.

Though I’ve incorporated ginger into my diet for decades, I recently began taking ginger therapeutically on a daily basis. I use a simple infusion of ginger water to aid in digestion and improve overall health, incorporating the beneficial properties of this spice into my normal routine. I ...

poetry

I Don’t Love You. {poetry}

I don’t love you because my senses get heightened at the mere thought of you, or because my heart cannot beat if it isn’t for you, as my soul shines in anticipation of the presence of yours. I love you because a snowflake blinds my wait, and the morning dew fertilizes my thoughts of you.

wisdom

On Manifesting Money And Taming Egos.

If a good man falls into your world, and you operate like you’re unworthy of his time and attention, he’s probably not going to carve out a permanent corner of his heart for you. He’s going to walk away full speed, and he’s going to keep moving until he finds the woman who says, “This is what I ...

troublemakers

7 Wicked Ways Of Making Mischief To Undermine Your Arsehole Boss.

The skills you learn in fighting your worthy opponent in these ways will last you a lifetime, which means that although you will be challenged more than you’ve ever been, the long-term gains you will have achieved in your strength of character and crazy-Ninja skills will have been worth it. No ...

sex

My Sexual Peak Is A Celebration.

People throw up sex addiction when I’ve tried to discuss my sexual peak with them. Apparently, if a woman wants an abundance of sex, then she must have a psychological condition -- she couldn’t possibly just want to get laid.

poetry

Mirror, Mirror Under The Rainbow. {poetry}

All the years of my life I’ve been with myself, not even knowing the fat and bones of my own thighs as I know the design of a recently purchased rug, just where in the kitchen drawer to grab for a spoon, and the creases in my daughter's new snowy skin. How does she, so soon in living, already ...

troublemakers

A People-Pleaser No More.

No more ringlets, pink cheeks and phony smiles bullshit. We owe it to ourselves, to our sisters, to our repressed grandmothers, to our mothers and to our daughters. We owe it to our fathers, to our brothers, to our husbands and to our sons to stand in our strength and shine like a massive ...

troublemakers

Rite Of The Dead Biker’s Daughter: Remembrance Magick For The Outlaw.

Today, on your birthday, I will drink Jack Daniels, and pour one out for you, Daddy. I will light my skull candles, and blast Steve Earle. I will weep not for your absence but to honor your legend, and I will slur stories of my outlaw-patriarch to anyone who will listen.

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