Category Archives: Intuitives

My Gifts

When I was a kid I was labeled as gifted. This was the year I went to an elementary school around the corner from my grandparents house, the same elementary school my dad went to. I even had the same 4th grade teacher as he did. I walked into the classroom after having missed the […]

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Yes ALL Women

I am so sad for the families mourning their children right now. I would be a complete mess if either of my sons lives were cut short in any circumstance. I’m so excited for them to grow up and begin their adulthood adventures. But to lose your child to a hate crime? The age of […]

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Horse Stance

When love takes you by the hand and asks you what you are afraid of… how quickly do you answer? And do you trust the answer that slips from your lips the fastest or is it the truth lingering in the back of your throat? Is the truth found in unbroken eye contact or is […]

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Mothers with dangerous voices.

Today is the shared birthday of three woman who inspire me in all parts of my life- my parenting, my studies, my activism, my art, my sexuality, my feminism and my belief in radical love: Yoko Ono, Toni Morrison and Audre Lorde. This post is dedicated to these three brilliant brave women.  So you become […]

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Chipped China

My 14 year old is doing the dishes and says, “Mom? Shouldn’t we throw this coffee mug away? It’s chipped.” “I like the chip in it! It’s shaped like a heart! It’s a love mug!” I tell him. “Besides, that’s Karen & Lo’s mug, we can’t get rid of it.” “Only you would see love […]

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Living the Improbable Path

I’m going to start this post by partially quoting Sarah (or Dopp if you’re a nasty): “…becoming just as boring, complacent, uninspiring, and useless as I feared I would if I ever chose a traditional path over living an extraordinary story.” That’s a helluva a confession to make. It was the “living an extraordinary story” […]

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On Full Moons and Porta Potties

Happy Autumnal Equinox! If you’ve been reading for any length of time, you’ll know how much I depend upon the wheel of the year to guide me. It’s a funny thing to realize how much I value structure when I spent so much of my young adult life going on about how structure just wasn’t […]

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Webs and Ripples and Loves

Yay it’s September! For real, August has always been such a shit of a month. Like historically complete crap. Which is weird since I love the summer, but maybe by the time the end of August hits, the thrill of fresh peaches and ripe avocados starts to fade, everything feels a little too dried out. […]

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I’m so charming…

“Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be.” — Clementine Paddleford Brief transcript of conversation I had with my mom yesterday: Me: I used to be so charming when I was younger, mom, now I’m just irritated all the time. Mom: (gives me the what in the hell look) Uh, yeah you could be […]

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Running like a Mermaid

I completed my first ever 5K race this morning, so now of course, I have to write about. Why? Mostly because I am not a runner. But also because the cacophony of voices that I had to stomp down footstep by footstep need some acknowledging. These are the reasons I shouldn’t bother with running: It’s […]

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