Love and light. Love and light. My dream is to be that wise old woman around which others gather to receive advice, guidance, and support. That is my vision for myself. And what makes that happen? Love and light. This is what…
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Here in the United States, November is the month of Thanksgiving. In my opinion, it is a holiday built on irony, deep wounds, and white privilege. Honestly, I didn’t want to write about gratitude this month. Yet, here I am doing it. And that’s…
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My mother told me she taught me to read when I was just two years old. I’ve spent a lifetime living through the books I read, traveling to many unknown, faraway places and periods of time hundreds of years before I was born into this…
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Lately I have been working on setting up my home office space; getting everything in order in preparation for the next venture in my life. While clearing out this space, I came across mementos that allowed me to rekindle…
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I have spent more Sundays in church than not. Both of my parents are ordained clergy in the United Methodist Church. I grew up going to church every Sunday morning. I didn’t realize it was an option not to go to church until I was older…
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From my old journal: September 3, 2014 – Los Angeles • It was the scariest, saddest time of my life. I was beyond weak physically and spiritually and had to dig DEEP down to find the last drops of energy to do it. There’s almost no…
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