
Bewildered and Useless
Momma’s losing her mind again. Continue reading Bewildered and Useless
Momma’s losing her mind again. Continue reading Bewildered and Useless
a poem of connection Continue reading Morning Thoughts
My vulnerability is not “complaining.” It is not “attention-seeking.” I don’t claim to have hard knocks or burdens to bear. I just wear my humanity on my sleeve, because it’s okay to have hard days and feel deep emotions. It’s okay to get mired in the struggle once in a while. Being human is what we do, because, well, we’re all human. Continue reading Vulnerability (here I am)
I threw a tantrum the other day. Yep, a full on, grown-up tantrum. Continue reading 2020 Tantrum
Every morning I sit in this space. (Well, most mornings, when I can… sometimes after milks are poured and waffles toasted, jammies pulled over heads and sandwiches wrapped in plastic.) I tuck in around myself and breathe. Continue reading But First, Meditate.
This new poem came from the deepest place of connection. It is a very personal description of my reunion with spirit during my recovery journey, and a nod to the divine within us all. Continue reading Spirit Guide
Well, it’s happening. Our school district announced a move from all-day inperson classes to full virtual learning starting Monday. I suppose we all saw this coming. Some of my friends were surprised in September when we managed to stay in school past the first month. We had taken pessimistic bets on how long the temporary freedom from our school-age children would last. We were thrilled … Continue reading Recess (or, how to get through this. or, what really matters.)
Veil lifted, moon bright.Ghost and ghouls rise, clambering.Spirits wake tonight! ©Vixen Lea 2020 Continue reading Halloween Haiku
My single friend proclaimed this through her tears the other day. She was reeling from the frustration and grief of waiting, broken-hearted, for days, when her on-again-off-again lover didn’t respond to her text message. Continue reading I want a man who wants to text me back
We must remember that our power is unique from that of men but no less mighty. Women become stronger when we collaborate rather than compete; assist instead of force; nurture instead of coerce. Continue reading We are the Feminine (what the world needs now)