My Loves! There is so much to be sad about in our world! Let us now allow our wardrobes to be one of them! It seems the more I grieve, the more I cover myself with sparkles, tutus, feathers, jewels, and color. Outward signs of
This morning, I stumbled out of bed, put on my big sunglasses and my short silk robe, and felt sad when I noticed it’s a little shorter on me because apparently I’ve grown a little rounder during this pandemic. In my mind, I share a
My new bumper sticker arrived today! It’s a unicorn prancing in front of a rainbow. Part of my brain said, “You can’t put that on your car. Everyone will think a twelve-year-old is driving.” Then I thought, “Who cares what other people think? If I
Divorce and death seem especially piercing on holidays. I don’t know why. Certainly global pandemics and worldwide quarantines don’t help matters. In fact, they do quite a bit of piercing themselves. It’s something to ponder while I sit here on this rainy morning, drinking my
Instead of LOL I now write SOL–it stands for Sob Out Loud and means sun in Spanish, so the duo meaning of sobbing out loud followed by a burst of sunshine is pretty perfect. Because, let’s face it, there’s a lot to sob about right now.
Kim was a suncatcher. She literally was so full of light and the air around her twirled and radiated rainbow lights. She would have been 46 on February 8 this year, 2020. So when I was invited to a birthday party for our dear friend,
My favorite mythologist, Joseph Campbell, said near the end of every hero’s journey, we face a massive dragon guarding life’s greatest treasure—the truth of our soul. It’s a lesson I learn over and over, but it seems the dragon is bigger this time, with much
I was jumping on the bed last night in a spontaneous dance party to Soulmate by Lizzo, when I missed the bed and face-planted on my hardwood floor. Henry, my 13-year-old’s face appeared above me. “Mom? Are you okay?” “Of course! I know how to
When I was 16, and it was winter, my Dad would go out to the garage every single morning and start my car for me to warm it up before I got in it. Every single morning. I don’t remember getting into a cold car
Singing over the bones, grief and transformation…
