I went to a cuddle puddle.

Yep, that’s right, a cuddle puddle! (Insert hearty eyes emoji here). For those of you who are wondering, a cuddle puddle is a big old pile of pillows, and comfy blankets, with a bunch of strangers piled in the middle, spooning, caressing, holding hands, touching each other with consensual, non-sexual touch. What thoughts does thisContinue reading “I went to a cuddle puddle.”

Mother’s Day

What does being a mother mean to you?We all came from a woman,We may have been raised by the same woman,And we all have to leave that woman at some point in our life, Sometimes at birth, sometimes later in life, sometimes she leaves us, For whatever reason. Relationships are hard and complex and riddled with expectations,AndContinue reading “Mother’s Day”

What do you want to be when you grow up?

They asked, what do you want to be when you grow up?A doctor, a lawyer? I remember the question.My Dad asked me regularly.What do you want to be when you grow up?I didn’t know then, and I have an idea now. I think a better question would be, WHO do you want to be when youContinue reading “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

The Universe has your back, are you listening?

I was walking across a parking lot and I saw this woman. And something about her spoke to me. Whether her energy, or the universe, or all the above.I just thought to myself, I should talk to her.And there were enough visual clues, outside of how she felt to me, that encouraged me to initiate a conversation,SoContinue reading “The Universe has your back, are you listening?”

A message to women dealing with Imposter Syndrome – Part 2

I felt my worthlessness wash away. I felt my anxieties and insecurities slip into the abyss.  I felt my worry melt off my skin like a bead of sweat on a hot day . And I remembered.  I am lovely.  I am wonderful.  I am awesome.  I am beautiful.  I love me. I truly loveContinue reading “A message to women dealing with Imposter Syndrome – Part 2”

A message to women dealing with Imposter Syndrome – Part 1

You are worthless. You are worth less. You are worth less than a man. Your pussy makes it so. Your voice matters less. Your opinion matters less. You don’t deserve the right to ask for and express your deepest desires and dreams. So keep your mouth shut. Keep your opinions to your self. You areContinue reading “A message to women dealing with Imposter Syndrome – Part 1”

It is your choice my love…

What do I want to give my energy to? What thoughts, what behaviors, what actions do I want to give my energy to? You know we are more nothing than we are something? We are more energy, then we are matter. We are more something we can’t see, then something we can see. And yetContinue reading “It is your choice my love…”

2018 has been real.

I sit in a hotel room in Mississippi and I reflect on just how “real” 2018 has been. We are here to celebrate a 110th birthday. Unreal that some should live so long and my Dad started losing his mind in his early 60s. Life is funny that way. The end of this year didn’tContinue reading “2018 has been real.”

He is free. He is free. He is free…

And so begins the long journey home… I wasn’t due to make a trip north this Christmas. I wasn’t due to see the snow. I wasn’t due to travel. And I knew the next time I did venture home, would likely be to say a final goodbye. So here I am, on my way toContinue reading “He is free. He is free. He is free…”