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My sincerest hope for you is that you have someone to hold your fears so you can focus on your vision. It is important that YOU hold and keep the vision for yourself. Ask your friends to hold the fear,...
View ArticleField-notes from Hiatus
(I dedicate this blog post to my FIRST EVER blogging class students, who have inspired and challenged me to show up in class, in life…and on this blog.) There are a million reasons I haven’t been...
View ArticleThe Part Where We Move Forward
On my thirtieth birthday, I took myself to dinner. After a major minor freak-out about the end of an era, I settled into the idea that aging was probably better than death, and planned to meet friends...
View ArticleQuickie: question your assumptions
“Whatever you think, be sure it is what you think; whatever you want, be sure that is what you want; whatever you feel, be sure that is what you feel.” -TS Eliot AKA: do whatever makes you feel...
View ArticleA Prayer for Earthbound Women
I have a hard time being firm in my convictions. I have a hard time being upset enough to act. I have a hard time believing in systems, institutions, opportunities, and ideals….things made of vapor...
View ArticleWhat We’ve Forgotten…
I’ve forgotten what it means to write for myself. So much of my writing journey has been about longing: longing for my father to respect my craft, yearning to be paid for my work, yearning for more...
View ArticleTwo Things Can Be True (at the same time)
I don't know if it's the grey hair sprouting enthusiastically from my head, or a general weariness of being bitter, but I'm mellowing out on my judgement of men. Men who can't give you what you want...
View ArticleMe, You, Everyone and No One: Thoughts On Wanderlust and Loneliness
I didn't expect to feel the loneliness of traveling when I got home. My daily life feels foreign, and my native tongue is no longer an adequate connector. I'm home, yet I'm very much still traveling by...
View ArticleLeft…
Is it just me, or does the world feel like a pressure cooker? Maybe it always has. Or maybe I’m old enough to feel tension crush my bones. We talk privilege and injustice. We trade binaries — sharp...
View ArticleThings I Fear Thursday: I’m a Douche-Bag
At what point does the constant company of douche bags make you one by association? Why do we call really obnoxious men douche bags, anyway?
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