I Am Not the Mother.
Earlier this year, I was pregnant too. And once again, instead of another, I chose not to become a mother, but to become me.
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Time Will Ease My Grief.
We all have different ways of expressing grief. As a writer, expressing my thoughts in writing is one of my best coping tools.
Let Us Stop Ignoring the Needs of Mother Earth.
How about if we took care of Mother Earth as she takes care of us, instead of raping and pillaging her resources without a second thought?
Creating a New Legacy for the Love of My Daughter.
I had a deep yearning to break this legacy when I became pregnant with my daughter. I was fiercely committed to her being valued, honored and seen.
Woman, It Must Be You.
So Woman, show us the way forward. Guide us toward the light of divine love. Inspire us by your wisdom. Empower us to firmly stand against hate.
Mother Uber: Always Wear Pants on a First Date.
Maybe you could fall in love with your Uber driver? Oh wait, her name is Jane. She is middle-aged. At least it looks that way from the photo.
The Goddess is Waking Up: Can You Feel Her? Me Too.
If you’re feeling enraged at what you are seeing, I’m enraged too, my sister. And I stand with you, next to you and behind you… because… #MeToo.
Risk It All: A Love Letter.
She has moments when she is so passionate about something, her dark eyes glisten with intensity. I swear I would risk my life for her convictions in those moments, because put simply, I just believe in her.
Making Peace with My Mother’s Paradoxes.
And surely there was an attraction to your hyper-literate conservative gurus; how many times did I hear you dreamily quoting William Buckley’s articles, savoring his turns of phrase like a fine wine?
Saying Goodbye: The Death of My Maiden Goddess.
The scared little girl in me, the hurt, abandoned, and abused teenager, the reckless, and out-of-control young adult, my Maiden Goddess, all had to die last night so that my Mother Goddess can be reborn to this new beginning of my life as a Wife.