Once upon a time I had no idea who I was or what to do with my life. You might relate. I had inklings, like how my job defined me or how certain relationships defined me (I'm a massage therapist, I'm a wife, a sister, etc). But I wanted to know more precisely, more innately, who …
Archetypes
So weird
One of my favorite episodes of This American Life is the one about tribes and belonging. First of all, it finally solved the mystery of why I like the sound of pencil on paper and whispered African accents (if you know, you know). Second, it framed a concept I'd been …
Break on Through
I'm a Dark Half kinda gal. Bring on longer nights, cooler temps, scarves, and firewood piles. Give me that Dreamtime, that mystical lens, that rich subconscious realm. I love the Dark Half; September to March is when I'm feelin' GOOD. But first. Before I get to plunk down in front of …
On Purpose
I'm writing to you under the best of circumstances. I'm sitting in the dark of early morning, when the air is cool like a pond. There's a rooster crowing across the valley and raindrops are plink-plinking off the leaves. Remember when I wrote to you about "roaring chi"? My chi is roaring …
The Dreaming Moon
I think it's unfair that my passport says I'm only a US citizen. Because it's obvious I'm also native to another land. And you should know, having been there with me plenty. It's....the land of my imagination. No, really. It's a place. It's got a language, and probably even a …
