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A Hot and Heavy Review of James Hillman’s The Dream and the Underworld

When I was 21, I cut all my hair off in a hotel room because god told me to. part one Weeping so hard I could not see through the tears, I handed the scissors over to my eldest cousin to help. When it was finished, my hair only an inch long, all I could […]

The Maiden; Becoming woman. Maidenhood is fraught with self-concern and a growing knowing. This phase is for exploration, of ourselves, of our world, and of our place within it. Maidenhood is where we should be encouraged to tap into our unique intuition and become its apprentice. The Mother; The Wheel turns and we are no […]

To worship with abandon means to fully let go of pretenses; to come to the feet of the divine and allow yourself to be seen. That is what I experienced at the Wild Roses Festival in July. Women came together and removed the masks they wear in the world and let each other touch the […]

Believe it or not, I grew up going to church. My mother came from a very pious Seventh-Day Adventist family who wholeheartedly believed that Jesus was coming soon and we needed to be watchful for deception. Growing up, I experienced many different flavors of Christianity (Adventist, Catholic, Pentecostal, JW, Mormon, Non-Denominational) and many levels of […]

The quiet was so loud you wished anything would happen The songs I listened to were the clucking of chickens, the wind in the trees, and my mom’s voice with her guitar after I’d gone to bed at night. I wish I remembered what it was like to be content. Maybe I never was. Maybe […]

Working in the creative field, original ideas and concepts are a hot topic. Everyone wants to be original, and everyone wants to be the first to do something, say something, or capture some essential truth through art that no one has captured before. We teeter along the edge of being inspired by other artists and […]

I also started deconstructing my Christian belief system and as those towers crumbled I found myself, like Medea, asking “How do you soothe utter desolation? How do you…stand among the ruins of your home?”

Oh snap, a word that makes “appropriate” people squeamish. But since I’m all but positive no “appropriate” people read this blog, let’s get to it. Pussy. Say it out loud. Pussy. Pussy, pussy pussy pussy pussy. “I hate that word” someone recently told me. It almost feels like you shouldn’t say it. Or maybe you […]