Dear Daughter,Here is what I need you to know: Your breath will always bring you home. It is your ruby slippers—just close your eyes, inhale deep into your belly, and follow it. Trust your breath to know the way back—every time. Let your heart be a lantern, not a vacancy sign. Hold it up and brave the darkness. Listen and it will reveal the beauty … Continue reading Dear Daughter
I wrote a post the other day about shedding the fifteen pounds I gained since the Covid pandemic began. While it was an attempt to be humorous, by chiding myself and personifying the weight as a mooching houseguest who’d overstayed their welcome, I realize that this post had inadvertently reinforced society’s bias against women who carry extra weight. Continue reading It’s not about my weight
Dear Quarantine Fifteen, it’s time to move out. Continue reading An Open Letter to the Fifteen Pounds I Gained During Covid
Know you are beautiful. Know you are perfect in your body… flaws, flaws, wrinkles, stray hairs and all! Continue reading The Beauty Contest (a poem of scrolling)
Standing in my bathroom, I peer down at the flesh protruding over the top of my athletic shorts. It looks like a dimpled loaf of unbaked bread, or maybe a doubled-over baguette. Whitish and smooth, it rises as I breathe. I poke at it, and it jiggles a bit. As if it thinks itself to be Jolly. Continue reading Bellyfat
These casings we are in:
The book jackets to our complex souls.
We move in them every day
The rituals of cleansing,
feeding,
flushing
form habitual ruts Continue reading These casings we are in
Waking up Razzle-Dazzle 