Preparing for the voyage.

A few months ago I was doing some especially-badass and obscenely-challenging shiva spirals, flailing around like a madwoman. And when I was done, there were words in my mouth. It was like a secret message. A private mantra, just for me. And I have been attempting to...

Tiny little troll doors.

Remember the other week when we were closing doors all over the place? So today it’s tiny little troll doors. I imagine them kind of like this. Yes, that’s the faery door that lives at the Playground — and sometimes mysteriously moves around, though...
The Fluent Self