My kids almost 5 and I’m almost a mom. Why Now?

I have a 3-year-old and a 4.5-year-old and the transition into mama-dom has been less than pleasant. At times I’d call it horrendous. It’s one of those life transitions that if you “really knew” what would happen to you- I firmly believe that the world would not have overpopulation problems. But once the deed is done- and we are stuck …

I’m not wishing you a Happy New Year!

…instead, I’ll wish you softness when you’re grieving and the breath to navigate through it.  I’ll also wish for you to see that you are surrounded by people who probably have many of the same terrors as you do. Even if social media seems to be sure they are doing much better. Because they traveled more this year. And they made …

My Creative Process (our creative process)

Nothing.

I feel like shit about this.

There is nothing.

I do other things, less important things, things I could give or take.

I feel like every task is time-wasting. I notice there are a lot of assholes around. I feel fat. I stop wanting to have sex…

It’s Okay To Want To Be Seen

I took a picture of myself journaling. That is some is next level shit. I use social media as a tool for connection and to get my art into the world immediately and accessibly and I also use it to be noticed, observed doing something useful in the world- therefore making it valid. I used to be ashamed of my …

None of this makes us crazy

Some mornings I wake up feeling really grounded and by the afternoon I’m overwhelmed and wanna run for the hills in my flip flops and hide under the leaves. This doesn’t make me crazy. One night I’ll have a nightmare and wake up crying and this affects my productivity for the rest of the day. This doesn’t make me crazy. I sometimes use …

Dear Burners…have a nice trip down to your bubble.

I know that you’re all headed down this week for your 10 glorious days of living anti-constraint of societies petty responsibilities and it feels freeing and liberating and exciting (especially with your sand goggles packed). I get that. You trade hand puppets for drugs and home-made curry for a hug. That’s really great. But do not be mistaken for one …

Female Friends Fighting is Feminist

  When women fight with me I know that means we’re tight. I don’t mean get nasty or are always on my ass. I don’t mean say mean shit or complaining all the time. I don’t mean have higher than hell expectations they demand me to reach. I don’t mean being generally rude and snotty. I don’t mean flying off …

How to Deal with Cruelty

I’ve been encountering a lot of cruel people lately. Not physically cruel, that’s a whole other conversation with a whole other set of rules, but emotionally cruel people, out to hurt for hurtings sake. And my impulse is to retaliate. To protect myself and my family and my community from this cruel behavior. And it’s my right to do so, …

My job is not to talk about the light.

I woke up this morning and I did the first thing I do every morning…I reached for my phone. And I saw in my inbox that there was another post about light. I contemplated not reading it, but like chips or pot, I find it really hard to say no if it’s in front of me so I read the …