Hungry for
Presence
Learning to BE in a World of DOers
Phoenix Rising 2015-2020
Imagine, for a moment, you have survived a difficult childhood. Details aren’t necessary, but let’s just say, when you took the ACEs test you scored an eight. Out of ten. Although your face and personality appear designed for the musical theatre stage, anxiety, depression, and a lifetime of habitual fawning to covert narcissists
Six Strings to the Wind 2020-2023
Part 1: Things Fall Apart
Part 2: Thirty Days of Molly
Part 3: Phoenix Rising
Part 4: Daily Offerings to my future self
The Return of Wild Woman 2023
When Wild Woman sings over your bones in this way, you have no choice but to howl for she will destroy whatever she must to free your soul from the shackles you crafted from your dreams.
The Gift of Tragic Loss 2023
Hope had become the enemy that would see me dead, and expectations evaporated with the loss of both past and future. I was left with nothing but the present moment to cling to.
The Big Bang 2023
I run blindly, away from The Dark into a thousand points of inky black light, each one a needle splintering my soul. It is too much. All I feel is pain. Mine. Yours Theirs. Ours.
Accept, Release, Renew 2023
If you are to shine like the Sun, you must first learn to be wholly yourself in the dark.
Singing Over the Bones 2023
You don’t get Life without some kind of stink as a byproduct. Might as well fertilize a rose garden. Or, in keeping with environmental responsibilities, a mini-forest of drought tolerant trees.
The Other Side
Four years ago today I was recovering from a three-week solo van trek through the Southern California mountains during CoVid in wild fire season. I had intended to edit footage of that trip into a video series close upon my return and would have done so but for an MS
How To Make Kefir
https://youtu.be/Zqn2DU-hS8k?si=3pjYI-FwQMpNXr4q About twenty years ago a homeschool acquaintance gave me some kefir grains. She said “Just put them in milk and the next day they’ll be kefir!” So I went home, put them in my non-organic 2% milk and spent the next few months drinking stinky cheese water. It was barely drinkable if you held
The Other Side
Four years ago today I was recovering from a three-week solo van trek through the Southern California mountains during CoVid in wild fire season. I had intended to edit footage of that trip into a video series close upon my return and would have done so but for an MS flare-up, caused by a nervous
MS, Ma Soeur
Best friend, worst enemy, teacher, task master, liberator, jailor. She has been with me my entire life though I never knew her name until my fifty first year. From her I have learned patience, compassion, discipline, fortitude, forgiveness, resilience and gratitude. I have learned to honor and respect her need for boundaries, Feng Shui, positive energy, purity and grace; the art of self care, the power of exercise, the wisdom of food as medicine and the peace of the present moment. Most importantly, she has taught me to hear her whispers, and so to listen.
