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I Am Me

I Am Me

I AM ME today i am me and i don’t have to know what that means i don’t have a neatly-typed page of all the ways the world or you can expect me to deliver and arrive i don’t have the promise of demeanor or a smile or exhaspersted sigh or whatever other sign could...
Two Wildly Different New Years

Two Wildly Different New Years

The contrast in how I rang in the New Year for 2018 compared to the last is stark if not startling. On the last night of 2016 I dolled myself up, chugged a large coffee at 10pm, and plunged into an evening of dancing at a stranger’s house party with old friends and a...
A Prayer for Releasing 2017

A Prayer for Releasing 2017

We’re nearing our final hours of 2017 and it’s feeling magical AF (Full Moon, I see you!) There is so much I could and would love to say about my personal year, but there’s something more important I’d like to share. I’ve noticed (in myself and many others) how...
Unpacking Christmas

Unpacking Christmas

Gah. What an unexpected, interesting, emotional, and (ultimately) beautiful Christmas this has been. As the sparks of this season drift to the Earth like Sister Snow, Peace rests in my heart. I feel grateful. I feel a little tired. I come back to Love. This is the...
What we Really Lose When we Hold On.

What we Really Lose When we Hold On.

“The woman you are becoming will cost you people, relationships, spaces, and material things. Choose her over everything.” — Unknown In the quiet stillness of Winter Solstice, Autumn’s lesson got to me in the eleventh hour: I can’t hold myself...
It Takes a Village

It Takes a Village

Feeling grateful for human support today. Because DAMN, this week has knocked me on my ass. And it’s okay, because I can dust off my skirt and get back up, but it reinforces the feeling that it truly takes a village for each of us to get through (and ultimately to...
Wild, Mundane Glory

Wild, Mundane Glory

Jacob Nordby’s soulful proclamation of the miracle of our humanness is aptly captured in his phrase “wild, mundane glory.” As of late, I’ve been challenging myself to fall in love with my humanness as much as my divinity. It’s certainly a...
Until The Question Fades

Until The Question Fades

UNTIL THE QUESTION FADES ~ staring out this window paper moths flutter past the screen crickets converse in a dialect i’ve yet to pick up feeling nearly excluded from this strange and beautiful place thinking how i will never have solace in knowing i’m...
A Lightworker’s Letter to Shadow.

A Lightworker’s Letter to Shadow.

~Shadow work. Does anyone particularly “enjoy” this process? Doubtful.~ I deeply appreciate what it’s had to teach me, and I honor it as necessary—hell, I’ve even come to love the parts of myself I got back that I used to find shameful and...
The Conversational Nature of Reality

The Conversational Nature of Reality

David Whyte brings a tactile sense of magic to the ordinary in his beautiful piece, “The Conversational Nature of Reality.” Through his words, we find the richness and depth we may not have noticed in the small things we engage with on a daily basis. On...