Now that the festivities have come to end and the year has just begun it’s time to get our reading caps on. Winter is a good time to build upon our literary arsenal. With the right books we can provide our own warmth and generate heat to move us forward, take us into new realms, … Continue reading
Happy holidays! Everyone’s doing lists and talking of shopping and getting together with family, they brave the crowds and wait in sweaty lines. I myself avoid it like the plague (and flu shots). For the past few years since the divorce, I’ve spent Christmas alone. My daughter goes to her dad’s since he’s Catholic and … Continue reading
I never used to watch television. If anything, I actively avoided it, being that I always felt it was merely a means to procrastination, a diversion from writing. In my world, writing comes first. However, I was hanging out with a friend one night & we watched the first episode of Coven. Needless to say, I … Continue reading
Half way through her tenth grade year, my daughter brought home House on Mango Street. “Hey Mom, you ever read this book? We’re reading it in class, I wanted to finish it this weekend ‘cause I hate the class discussions. They just talk about the themes (she made a disgusted face) like language and empowerment … Continue reading
Mercury is damn beautiful. Its mica-mirror cover with a slim black title catches light and reflects all in its path. Continue reading
Think of yourself as a closet—every spring you clean it & throw away all the unnecessary parts. Continue reading
A few people that have never attended a circle had excited but anxious faces and I overheard a few “OMG, what have I gotten myself into” conversations whispered in the corners…. Continue reading
Confession: I love a project. When I find a broken branch in the mud, kicked idly into the dirt by a disillusioned dog walker, my first instinct is to dig out my crafts kit and spend my Friday night turning it into a bad-ass magic wand over a glass of red wine. So of course, … Continue reading
“I believe in God, but not as one thing, not as an old man in the sky. I believe that what people call God is something in all of us.” – John Lennon I am not religious. I find organised religion a frightening doctrine and one that is inherently flawed. After years of examining life … Continue reading
According to my grandmother, she spun her hair around scrunchies in tight, purposeful patterns and hid them in my mother’s closet, she put her lips to every cup in our home, she left faint traces of X marks made of cayenne pepper and ashes in our backyard, she placed lace satchels with rose petals, jasmine, … Continue reading
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