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100 Things: A List To Live By For My Daughter, My Inner Child, And Yours.

I can’t dry my mother’s infinite tears or stop her from swallowing those pills, any more than I can protect my daughter from all the cruelties of this world… but, I honor them both by living.

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A Love Letter To My Alcoholic Mother.

In finding your light, you’ve proven that stories like yours and ours, stories dripping with hopelessness, are actually tales of hope -- hope that things improve, hope that fractured love heals, hope that the blessings we beg for find us in the end.

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Behind The Velvet Rope: Fear Vs. Spirituality.

We have societal rules based on perfectionism and obedience to an invisible presence of higher control. Calculating decisions based in self-hatred, ridicule, and even well-intended love begins to set fear-based consequences in motion. We have learned to self-medicate with dangerous emotions, ...

poetry

Mother. {poetry}

At times I saw you as a lamb, timid and frail, But now I see that you are a wolf in the night, A hawk in flight, A woman warrior with invisible scars; Scars that tell a story -- a story of love, loss and life.

you & me

Mystical Menstrual Wisdom.

Hope and optimism can no longer be restrained. They gallop, unbridled and graceful, into the endlessness within us, bolstering us to prepare for change and surrender joyfully to the flow of it.

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Let the Moonlight Guide Me Instead. {poetry}

She didn’t know that at night I’d creep out of my bed and let the moonlight guide me instead.

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Happiness Is Birthing Your Art.

You will scream and cry from the agony it causes you. You think you may die as you feel your world being turned inside out from the exposure of your authentic self. You will grasp at anything nearby, screaming profanities, red-eyed and sweating. You will wish to be numbed with the hardest drugs ...

you & me

Your Wild And Precious Life.

I realize that it is time to remember to live fully, completely, without holding anything back. To treat my life -- and the lives surrounding mine -- with tenderness and gratitude and care.

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