Accepting the messiness of 2017

Accepting the messiness of 2017

New Year’s Day is my favorite holiday of the year, full stop. An arbitrary demarcation that somehow has a cosmic-like pull on my psyche. In with the new, out with the old. Something inside me changes, I feel a spark, a little less weight. None of this real but...

Stakes in The Ground.

I’ve finally cleared a few things up with myself. Once and for all. Here, they are: 1. I am a mother. Nurturing, caring, strong. 2. I am an artist. Creative, intuitive, risk-taking. Simple, to the point, seemingly obvious. Yet I have struggled to carry the...