In the midst of a Covid fever, I had flashbacks to moments I’d long forgotten. Weakened and vulnerable, I cursed their appearance. What did it mean? Why was this happening now? As much as we think we’ve overcome, our past, I realized, there is always more. Especially for those of with PTSD. I haven’t worked […]
It took me many years to reconnect with my creative spark, but I’m so glad I did. There is so much hope, release, and beauty in the act of creating. How do you bloom yourself?
At this late stage of life, I desire to assert my gifts to their fullest capacity –not just to blossom, but also to make a lasting statement –all life is precious, beautiful, and worthy of acknowledgment.
We are not there yet: there being that utopia where equal rights set us all free. What more can I say? (The featured quotation is from a post I wrote in 2016: Stop Blaming the Woman.)
A message to my children, all adults now, who are caught up in the panic of trying to “make it”. I remember that drive, all-consuming, that eventually culminated in my body giving up. I don’t want them to follow suit, but at the same time, I am cognizant of the importance of letting them find […]
For the past year and a half, my husband and I have committed to helping Ukrainians fleeing war. This has included opening our doors to house five families. We have been witness to unimaginable darkness and at the same time been deeply moved by the drive and resilience of those whose lives have touched ours. […]