Eventually, carrying around the weight of the world took its toll on my back. Apparently it has something to do with parentification, years of public service, a pandemic and perimenopause. I don’t actually care what caused the pain. At this point, I just want it to stop, for all of us. You’re hurting. I hear…Read more Child’s Pose
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Ride On
After my first divorce I got hit with a bout of full blown clinical depression. It felt like I swallowed a half ton magnet that was either trying to pull me into the center of an eternal void or electrocute me. So, not the funnest time. Because I’m a therapist, I knew I needed to…Read more Ride On
Wild
Roughly twenty years ago I tripped over this book on the floor of Bunch of Grapes; a shop on the vineyard. Later that night I succumbed to the most nurturing, nourishingly magical idea of moving to the farthest corner of the country, getting lost in a forest dripping with moss and being adopted by the…Read more Wild
Midbar
Most of it was brutal But beautiful You never once said it would be easy Promised Till death do us IN There’s a fine line of intention between God and Pan I’ll simultaneously trust and grip the wheel for steer life Dear lives Go easier Gently pressing petals Between pampered feet and parchment Oil changes…Read more Midbar
Surrender
Surrender, surrender, but don’t give yourself away- Cheap Trick I surrender all to you-Hymn Be transformed by the renewal-Romans 12 Give me your heart-Proverbs 23 For the past five years I’ve traded in resolutions for intentions. Resolutions always seem to fizzle out shortly after the epiphany, or the realization that we’ve set a goal for…Read more Surrender
I Am Not a White Feminist
I’m not a Jesus ‘girl’. I don’t own property, don’t have people living under my stairs, emptying my chamber pot and boiling my eggs. I did not have my eggs frozen or inject myself with hormones, demanding that my body produce a tiny human. I am not a mother. I’m not your mother. No, well…Read more I Am Not a White Feminist
Safe
Home Plate, Photo Credit: Nathan Vines It’s taken half a lifetime to afford the stability that allowed me to tackle the hardest parts of my healing. Things are relatively more peaceful but the blooming onion of life has a hell of a lot of layers. Pass the fancy sauce. There’s a reason we find ourselves…Read more Safe
Know
“Don’t tell a soul What happened in this room” And within those walls Was born both a miracle and a sin One man was honest The other was just on her So How was she to know The difference between Heaven Hell Yes And no Convicts Convents Covens Convictions Can decipher Prisoners, nuns, witches, gurus…Read more Know
Golden
Miracles surface when we keep going and humbly surrender to this bizarre experience called life. Less becomes plenty. Chaos transforms into peace. Unfathomable pain is cured. Questions answer themselves and one day there’s nothing left to do but look into the light and whisper ‘I wonder what will happen next.’ I wish it hadn’t taken…Read more Golden
Believe
Photo credit: Nathan Vines Once upon a time, I tried explaining my ‘container belief’ theory to my therapist. For whatever reason, when I’m the client, I lose all capacity to make rational sense and instead ramble on in half-baked metaphors loosely beaten with full blown emotion. She’s somehow always understood me and for that I’ll…Read more Believe
Born in Providence 