I’ve always believed in Santa Claus. I believed in Santa unquestioningly until the 4th grade when one of my friends told me he didn’t exist. This friend made perfect sense, describing the parents loading the stockings after the kids had gone to bed and so on, but I went on believing in …
Katie Vie
drip with nectar
What is it like to bloom unabashedly, like the honeysuckle? To drip with nectar? How would it feel to know what you're attracting, and why? Not like "the Law of Attraction". More like the honeysuckle, buzzing with bees. This is what the Tantrika archetype will show you, if you …
Keep Aligning
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 …
Livin’ all the way
If you want your thighs to burn, gripping the flanks of a speeding horse. If you want your hair tangled by the sheer frenzy of it all. If you want your voice hoarse from a day of anthems and battle cries. Or your shoulders to never want for comrades. Or your hands to blaze with …
I got nuthin’
It goes without saying that I would never be hired to teach science. Or math. And yet, I've stumbled upon a phenomenon that's gotta be physics. Or some science-y thing. And I'm not just saying that because I need an excuse for why I haven't written in a month. Here …