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Black and White and Red all over

It’s a funny thing to speak in front of strangers. Strangers who arrive at a common destination can have more potential for intimacy, resonance, and shared perspective than blood relatives. Speaking in care-full and curated spaces can also uplift and spotlight our emotional edges in a very real way. This is why we stand up ... rinse and repeat.

By |2022-03-24T15:34:20-04:00March 23rd, 2022|Articles|Comments Off on Black and White and Red all over

The White Mind

The white mind, in order to choose to face and address multifaceted and intersectional traumas, must first understand community and emotional safety in a fresh way -- as a vulnerable seeker of support, encouragement, and love; as a wounded, perhaps broken, traveler -- not as a provider of exceptionality ... and most definitely not as a trader seeking an upper handed gain.

By |2022-03-24T15:45:22-04:00November 17th, 2021|Articles|Comments Off on The White Mind

52 Days Reading One’s Heart — A Tribute to Spirit Wisdom

52 Days ago I started a process of listening to my heart with an ... open heart. It has been amazing and I will continue this, ideally for 7 more cycles, to complete a full year. I am also 52 years old and on my birthday quipped that I'm now officially "a full deck" (and I love to play cards). This post is a tribute to the abundant love that is everywhere we seek it.

By |2021-11-17T09:05:17-05:00September 5th, 2021|Articles|Comments Off on 52 Days Reading One’s Heart — A Tribute to Spirit Wisdom

Your Breath Matters

I want to heal my intensity so that the love I have for life, for myself, for others, shines through and becomes contagious. Mental - literal brain/head pressure - overheats my body-mind-spirit like the planet, and if I want to do my part to get that to slow down, to reverse global warming, I need to truly chill, deconstruct, unpack, and reverse the programming that keeps me spinning. I am slowly facing my complicity.

By |2021-07-02T15:41:07-04:00July 2nd, 2021|Articles|Comments Off on Your Breath Matters

Stress Injustice: Juggling on a High Wire while Riding a Unicycle

My point is this: for better or worse, middle-aged women, the "sandwich" generation caring for their children and their aging parents, while juggling careers and performing as the "you can have it all" epitome of the American Dream on the shoulders of gazillions of feminists who have come before us, are the foundation of society and the seismic quake to crack that foundation wide open is underway. Do we care? Do we have any collective capacity to care?

By |2021-07-02T13:35:58-04:00May 22nd, 2021|Articles|Comments Off on Stress Injustice: Juggling on a High Wire while Riding a Unicycle

December – Making Love

We know that a clear and succinct form of feedback one gets when making love is orgasm, hence the natural pursuits and attentions we give it. Imagine if we had that clear of a response with each conversation--there would be either no minor or catastrophic mistakes ever made, or an awful lot of faked "orgasms"!

By |2020-12-26T08:42:31-05:00December 25th, 2020|Articles|Comments Off on December – Making Love

November – Grace and Generosity

Emotional transparency is not easy for most people--especially those who have been in and out of the school of hard knocks or have had their egos bruised throughout their personal lives or careers. If you are becoming keenly aware that trust and fear of change are issues you need to tackle, and you don't want to "air your laundry" in front of anyone, journaling is a safe and effective practice for exploring the roots of your pain points.

By |2020-11-27T15:43:30-05:00November 27th, 2020|Articles|Comments Off on November – Grace and Generosity

White Women Must Cross This Bridge

What’s interesting is the fact that two of the four portraits by area artists featured on the cover of the Arts & Culture section of my local paper are of white women with a hand over her mouth. What are the odds? Finally, it seems, we are all standing together on the threshold of being able to name out loud what has been churning in our bellies for centuries! This is the first story I write, after dozens of drafts over the years, that has substance one can sink their figurative teeth into. It’s a story of stories that can get really ugly and hard to hear. It’s a story of the end of self recrimination, the beginning of the end of a cognitive dissonance so foggy that one forgets they had once been in search of clarity.

By |2020-11-15T15:55:42-05:00November 7th, 2020|Articles|2 Comments