Reading headlines makes me feel things.  Grief. Rage. Despair. Genocide is happening in our lifetime. Parents are watching their children die of starvation. Sexual predators win political office. Elephants are being hunted to extinction for ivory. Boys are being shot dead because of their color. Girls are being abducted and trafficked.  I don’t have to...

In the final part of this series, today we’re going to dive into what I consider the layer that makes everything else work. How we stay sane despite all the curveballs life throws your way.   Sisterhood. The truth is that women need women.  My day doesn’t start until I connect on the phone with...

If we are lucky, blessed and showered with unbelievable and unasked-for magnificent grace – life is long. And the experiences we have are varied, multifaceted, and scampering all over the spectrum from shitty-as-fuck, to earth-shakingly ecstatic. (I am especially thinking of our brothers and sisters and animal friends in Puerto Rico, Mexico, and the Caribbean...

A free woman is a woman who stands in the middle of a thunderstorm of pain and bellows “Bring it on!” to her higher power. A free woman is a woman who grabs her suffering with both hands and rides it like a flying saucer in the snow, down a mountainside. A free woman is...

Sometimes it’s just a huge accomplishment to get where you just got to. Like, if you haven’t worked in a while and then you land a way big gig, there is a huge fat sigh of release. This sense of relief and accomplishment when you hit a big goal, is huge. And not to be...

Darling, I am so in it. So deep. And I want to take you inside. Every thought I have, every step I take is in pure service to the event we are creating this weekend, called The Womanly Arts Experience. I am excited, nervous, and deeply, deeply engaged. For me, right now, it’s all about what...

Darling, How many new year’s resolutions did you write down this year? (Don’t roll your eyes at me, Miss Missy!!) And how many of those resolutions have been on your list for quite some time – years, even? (Big group sigh.) What is it that happens to a resolution – that it stays unresolved? What...

Darling, Yes, it’s true. I was having a ‘man’ freak-out. It was a small thing. But not small to me. I had the great foolishness to develop a massive crush on a guy from a dating site, who I had never met, but who sent me a poem. Two poems, actually. (Do I emanate ‘send...