The world is f*cked, but I still love it and my soft heart hurts.
Walking in the world with a soft heart after Aaron Bushnell’s self-immolation, three deaths, and seeing the poor slapped by systemic failure.
Personal Journal
A 40th Birthday Boudoir Photo Shoot (and Some Takeaways)
*CONTENT WARNING: Mention of sexual assault and suicide. Please proceed only if you…
COMCO Mundo League of Enterprises brings back the authentic storytelling roots of Blogging, awards winners of Write to Ignite Season 3
Global award-winning communications group COMCO Mundo League of Enterprises has finally concluded “UNMASKED:…
I wrote a poem that became a finalist in a US poetry contest. I lost but felt like I won.
On writing a poem for my daughter, it being a finalist in a poetry contest, and it feeling a win even if I didn’t win.
Beauty tip on how to look younger than your real age
When people ask how old I am & I answer, “Almost 40″, it’s typically followed by, “What’s your skincare regimen?” Here’s my secret.
Endings and beginnings
A surprising message of affirmation and reassurance on endings and beginnings from the Universe the day after our dog passed.
A dog’s passing
I’ve been fostering since I was a kid and never get used to pets dying. But maybe I shouldn’t. Maybe this is what love feels like when it has nowhere to go.
We need to need people more
We need to need people more. The right ones will feel as good,if not better, than isolation. They will remind you why community is essential.
Realignment
Nobody said healing is always smooth sailing. Realignment occurs because something went out of alignment.
Mags & journals that accept previously published work
These magazines and journals will accept your previously published poems, prose, and art – and the majority of them pay!
Returning to our personal forest on International Forest Day
Trees are the ultimate embodiment of altruism. They exist solely to give life. May we keep loving and tending to the forest of our lives.
To men asking why women feel the need to post so many selfies
Maybe selfies are a way for women to reclaim space. Maybe it’s us using our voice in conversations where we are often unheard and excluded.
Small wins: my first paid poem
On a Texas-based print literary mag accepting and paying for my poem, why that matters so much and why it felt so validating, even if the payment is small.
On first trike rides and letting go
Today my ten-year old took her first public transport alone to and from school. And it was the hardest thing to watch.
To be light
To be light is to recognize your feet are stuck in the mud, and they must first be unstuck, before you can pull others out.
Loving someone is loving the people they lost, too.
It was a cold and dewy morning on the walk home, but the…