This is where I live.

This is where I live. This is my body. It houses me. And not just me-now but all of the versions and aspects of me. And the infinite internal worlds that I am a part of. My body is the home of my creativity, my strength, my desire, my boundaries, my entire experience...

From my journal.

Today I’m letting you peek at my journal. Here’s some of what I scribbled yesterday morning. Noticing. What am I noticing? What am I feeling this morning? I am feeling very discouraged this morning. Discouraged and bleak. And I know from experience (thank...

Thinking about love.

Unconditional love is such a weird concept. It’s both crazy hard and incredibly simple. Hard to remember. Especially when I feel overwhelmed, depressed, anxious, unsure, disconnected. Sometimes I have to remind myself from the outside when I forget how to access...

Just another showdown.

You know how in cop shows they never stop and take a moment? We’re having a giant fight about how I’m too close to this case and also (subtext!) how we shouldn’t have slept together and now I’m flipping my hair and marching into the...
The Fluent Self