Sisters Walking into the Lion’s Mouth

Stories about the Dakota Access Pipeline have been troubling my heart for some time now – this story by Victory Lonnquist especially moved me, brought me to tears, touched me on so many levels. Maybe it’s the moon, or my moon – or that water, the earth, women – are so powerful and yet, so repressed […]

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Fear, Love, Gratitude and the Election

Letter I wrote the day after the (2016) election.  Hi, I don’t know what’s going to happen – and that is a scary feeling. Currently, it feels like all is lost – my spirit feels like it’s trying to jump out of my body – but the pit in my stomach is keeping it tied […]

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Shine a light on your fear

Fellow Jersey-girl Marie Forleo has some great advice about dealing with criticism. She says: Everything that you love is disliked by somebody. It’s a whole lot easier to critique a thing, than to make a thing. Do not give anyone the power to make you feel worthless. Watch the video on a great technique for vanquishing your […]

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The (R)Evolution Will Not Be Televised

Get out there. Talk to your neighbors. See what’s going on. Talk about stuff that matters to you. Really matters. What’s going on in your heart? Do you know? Can you speak it? Make something. Make some art. Plant a garden. Plant a seed. What do you wanna grow? How are your relationships? What’s happening in […]

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do it, be it, live it with love

Our culture is in a sad state. A boy died at the university where I work yesterday. He was shot and killed by another boy. I wrote this to a friend: At first when I heard the news I went into a spin about how kids are being turned into numbers/consumers who are taught how to be automatons trained to produce and consume in a disconnected world rather than human beings who are [loving] creative critical thinkers – and how maybe that is why there is so much more violence on campuses (and in general in this country).

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sometimes you are helpless

. . . Fire was one of my greatest fears when I lived in the city. There is nothing like the sinking feeling of walking home and seeing firetrucks on your block, or a friend’s block. How quickly fire can spread on those tenement buildings pressed up against one another . . .

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