healing – Pretty Good Ugly

Dear Queers:

Maybe you’ve always known. Maybe you’re still figuring it out. You are real and you are worthy of love. You deserve to be not just SAFE in your love, but CELEBRATED in your love. In your Life. I am sorry for my years of delusion and confusion. For shouting “No she’s not!” Thinking I wasContinue reading “Dear Queers:”

Found in the Forest

We took a walk yesterday— my dear friend invited Kidlet and I to join her and her pup. As they walked ahead, I was stuck by this gorgeous moss covered rock. I pulled out my phone to snap a picture. But the photo showed me more. This gorgeous beam of light shone into the rock,Continue reading “Found in the Forest”

Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter

It’s been a rough few days. And I’m proud of myself. I haven’t succumbed to the sinkhole of self-pity (though I’ve certainly dipped my toe into the pond of self-righteousness). I’m able, for now, to maintain perspective. And that is new. In my process of breaking out of the binary, I’m beginning to recognize moreContinue reading “Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter”

Whispers of Autumn

It’s starting— the weather’s shifting, coughs are getting deeper, green is fading to gold, and I get to wear scarves. GAME ON. California catches a lot of flack for “not having seasons,” which we do, they’re just kinda chill about it. Nothing too extreme. (Until everything catches fire again but shhhh) Our neighbor’s tree isContinue reading “Whispers of Autumn”

Lessons (Re) Learned

Recently I’ve been reminded of the importance of boundaries. I’ve never been great at healthy boundaries, I either lock people out completely and provide a curated character to interact with the world, or I fire hydrant blast all my thoughts everywhere. Over the past few years I’ve gotten better at being less performative, I’ve integratedContinue reading “Lessons (Re) Learned”

The Return of Color

Sometimes I forget some of the things in my life. Not in an amnesiac way, more like the dusty memory balls from Inside Out. A dozen years ago while living in Brooklyn, I woke up to a BLAZING whiteness. At first I thought I’d left the curtains open and overslept, then I realized my eyesContinue reading “The Return of Color”

Perpetual Healing and Recurring Recovery

This is about my neck. And every thing really. But last night my neck got angry. Ten years ago, I sustained a life altering injury to my neck and shoulders when two cases of produce fell off the top shelf of the walk-in and got me like a guillotine. My healing and recovery have beenContinue reading “Perpetual Healing and Recurring Recovery”