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  • Life to Come

    She had spent too many hours of her life fearing things that might not come to pass.   Continue reading

  • July Energy And Doughnuts

    Who even knows what is going on with this July energy, but if you are diving deep into the guts of you, or kind of feeling a little bit like there is a thick layer of mud painted onto your… Continue reading

  • Where Am I Going, Universe?

    My ego is fighting hard to stop this train. It’s a confusing time, to say the least, because suddenly I live in a world where the choices are mine to make, and the healing of all my most painful inner… Continue reading

  • The Song Of You

    To be brave is to know there is hope. And to know there is hope is to know that dreams can come true— as long as you remember to dream them. Wish with all your heart, little girl. Fly your longing into… Continue reading

  • Just The Way That I Am

    I was sitting on a public toilet, talking to an invisible person in my mind. It didn’t occur to me to think it strange. It was about eight months into this new woo woo phase of my life—the one where,… Continue reading

  • Embracing The Woo Woo

    Today, the energy of the earth feels like a dense, dark chocolate cake. They say it’s because Mercury is in retrograde and the moon is doing all sorts of eclipsing and the like, so things are probably going to feel… Continue reading

  • My Miracle

    Today I announce to the world: I am ready for my miracle. Continue reading

  • Permission to Breathe

    For the girl who is miserable: No. You are not the only one.   For the boy who is angry: No. You are not broken.   For the human that tries so hard to be a version of perfect that… Continue reading

  • Regeneration

    I’m avoiding doing the dishes. It’s not the first time I’ve written those words on here, and it won’t be the last because I often avoid doing the dishes if I can help it. Sometimes, I can turn the experience… Continue reading

  • Gentle

    I try to be gentle with the girl inside me. She is imperfect. She hurts, and she hurts others as she tries her best to be. She thinks and she thinks, and she doesn’t think enough until something in the air… Continue reading