In the tree of life I am traveling along a strong, powerful trunk, when I see branches shooting off to the right. They appear little and I hardly pay them any mind. Until, in an elegant twist of fate and magical series of events, I stop to explore. I discover that the branch is, in fact my path. The trunk I had been traveling is someone else's path. The new path grows larger and more powerful as I listen closely. Countless white and blue lights shoot in both directions When

Mom and Dad were raised in a world of protestant, upper class, white privilege. At 21 years old they married, headed west, and never looked back. Life was an adventure. Mom and Dad had no intention of repeating their past, but they didn't have other role models to learn how to build a future, so they made it up as they went. All four of my grandparents shook their heads in shame and disbelief at their blatant disregard for the generational wealth they abandoned. To further en

I recently connected that some people are hugely appreciative of the way that I clean and it is how I can offer support. Mentally I hate clutter and eliminate it from my life. I enjoy the sense of relief that comes from emptied (and organized) areas. When throwing things away I picture stripping away the weight of negative energy and when cleaning I find myself in a meditative state of tidy-toss-sweep. There is nothing quite like the satisfaction of admiring the final product

The universe sure sends us fun little surprises, doesn't it? A close confidante from 18 years ago resurfaced in my life. I think about who I was then and who I am now. I've become a woman who is guided almost entirely by my intuition and she held my hand through that first, scary step of listening to myself. I was in my early 30s when I met her with my then husband. Back then I hoped to save our marriage. He bowed out from our conversations after about a year, but I decided t

Wanting is exquisite. Lucious. I can't help but trust the energetic knowledge that speaks to me with the bug of desire. I am in an...

Orange Tree has lived in my backyard for many years, long before I bought my house. My new neighbor was excited to inform me of the delicious gifts. Was he ever right! Orange Tree delivers fruit so juicy that the orange pulp bursts with a runny nectar when it is being peeled. If you aren't careful (and even if you are) juice will slide down your wrists and elbows. leaving tracks of sticky goodness behind. I peel my fruit over a bowl so I catch all the drips. Fruit from Orange

I hadn't thought of my lover in the last couple weeks. During my monthly bleed I felt called to process some unresolved frustrations with...

I wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt, because I trusted you so much initially, yet I can't seem to muster the humility you seem to be attempting to provoke in me. Your beautiful articulations have been replaced with daggers. They place you as the (self-proclaimed) expert, trying to do a good deed, and me as an ignorant woman not self-realized enough to appreciate your sacred gift. The irony is that all of that is actually the opposite, but I let it go. I don't care e

Some say that a woman's intuition, manifestation, creativity, and femininity is most accessed through her cervix. The cervix is the location where a human is created, after all, and is a sacred access point to magic. Today I opened my cervix in the ocean. Recently, I started open water swimming with a small group of ladies. We meet at the beach at 8:00 am, swim past the surf break, up the coast about half a mile, then swim back to the starting point. Well, they do. Up until t

Writing is proving to be scarier than I thought. Sometimes I write with a pen and notepad. Somehow the pen and notepad aren't as judgy...

Well, my darling readers, my lover has come and gone (ha, literally). I love having an intuition that knows me. I can't say how but she knows. For example, in late December I still had my light summer quilt on my bed so I changed it to my winter duvet. It somehow didn't feel right. I couldn't say why. So I switched back to the summer quilt. Then, when my lover left me, the winter duvet wanted to come out. A blanket of love that he had never touched to comfort me. Familiar. So

Wanting you has woken up a desire in me that I have going back to a time before I can remember talking.   I can see clearly that you don’t need me like I seem to need you. Part of me must make that ok, right? I’m a single woman. I can do life. I can pay my own bills and I can take care of my family. I created this life. I have close friends who love me. I have a family who watches out for me, and I have kids who adore me. I don’t need anyone else, right? Don’t we all need to

Hello again, my friends, both anonymous and the very few well-known. I haven't posted in a while, as you know. I've written, I've thought, I've lived, but I haven't posted. As I meddle with finding the balance of working for myself, I stopped some activities deemed unproductive. For a reasoning that goes beyond what I could easily express, I have deemed blogging as unproductive. So tonight I blog. Just for fun. So hopefully this won't be significant or particularly useful. Pr

Maybe it's the second divorce. Maybe it's the way I tend to idealize. Sigh. It’s not the divorce. It’s not the way I tend to idealize. I...

Good Morning Readers, I'm thrilled to be alive today. I moved into my new house and added most of the initial tweaks to make it beautiful...

Tonight marks the last night in my condo before I move into my new house. Today was hard. I love this condo and I'm sad to say goodbye. I...

Yesterday I had a rare few hours alone with my 15 yr old son. We got Chick-fil-a and a haircut then I took him to get a COVID test so he...

I'm so bored and lonely. I want to take a vacation next summer. I have an airline credit, thanks to a cancelled trip due to COVID. Oh,...

A friend once told her husband, "You don't like what I'm saying? Well, you can escape my crazy. You get to leave and be away from me. But...

My anxiety is through the roof tonight. I suppose it's to be expected given that Tico moved out and I'm starting to adjust. I want candy...