• Well, I got sick, but I am getting better. Never could get a COVID-19 test. Had all the symptoms, though. Two docs worked with me remotely—advising me to assume I had “It” and stay inside and do everything I could to avoid needing hospital care. That seems to be the standard advice for untested sick folks these days. So far, it’s worked for me. If you are in this situation, here are some things that helped: a prescription inhaler, clear, broth-based soups, hot tea with honey (especially ginger tea), Epsom salt baths, lots of naps. Probiotics. A regimen of supplements (message me if you’d like to know more about these). Audible books – Lincoln in the Bardo and Normal People. Apple TV’s “Morning Show” because I love Reese, Jennifer and Steve Carrol. Trying to stay away from news—or at least only check it four times a day. Harry Potter movies. And the good fortune to have a loving family and dear friends caring for me. Stay healthy and stay sheltered in place everyone. We’ll get through this. #alltthingsmustpass #covidliving #notests #shelterinplace #thingswillgetbetter #chickensoup #harrypottertherapy #audiblebooks #igetbywithalittlehelpfrommyfriends
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    Well, I got sick, but I am getting better. Never could get a COVID-19 test. Had all the symptoms, though. Two docs worked with me remotely—advising me to assume I had “It” and stay inside and do everything I could to avoid needing hospital care. That seems to be the standard advice for untested sick folks these days. So far, it’s worked for me. If you are in this situation, here are some things that helped: a prescription inhaler, clear, broth-based soups, hot tea with honey (especially ginger tea), Epsom salt baths, lots of naps. Probiotics. A regimen of supplements (message me if you’d like to know more about these). Audible books – Lincoln in the Bardo and Normal People. Apple TV’s “Morning Show” because I love Reese, Jennifer and Steve Carrol. Trying to stay away from news—or at least only check it four times a day. Harry Potter movies. And the good fortune to have a loving family and dear friends caring for me. Stay healthy and stay sheltered in place everyone. We’ll get through this. #alltthingsmustpass #covidliving #notests #shelterinplace #thingswillgetbetter #chickensoup #harrypottertherapy #audiblebooks #igetbywithalittlehelpfrommyfriends
  • Storytime. This was different than the other defining moments the nation had seen in recent lifetimes. Like 9-11—we were united in our realization that “security” was an illusion—as it always was and will be. But unlike the days of 9-11, we didn’t go to Disneyland or shopping malls or war like the stupid, then-president told the people to do—trying to trick us into believing that would help us feel better. This time there were no Disneyland or mall visits. There were no other countries or ethnic groups we could blame, though our current stupid president still tried. All of us, everywhere, were in this together. And all we could do was stay home. So we did just that. We went inside and cared for each other. Some of us worked from home. Some of us read books and Tarot cards. Some of us made love. Some of us made soup. Some of us foraged for groceries and toilet paper. We listened for coughs and sneezes. We felt each other’s foreheads for fevers. We did our best to comfort and home-school our children. All the pets were thrilled. The writers, painters, photographers, musicians, and all the other artists started sharing their beauty and insights however they could. Teachers of dance, yoga and meditation offered classes online for donations. Farmers supplied fresh food. Restaurants made takeout meals. Hospital workers gave their lives and saved the lives of many. And when it was over, we emerged from our homes and opened our eyes to a new world. So much had changed. We’d lost loved ones. Our businesses had faltered. Nothing about money made sense. It was devastating. We were scared. And yet here we were. It was time to build anew. Determined to correct our course and live better. With more care & kindness. More connection with this glorious planet. We built new world structures that were attuned to reality & goodness. The days of the big virus had finally passed. They really did, though we weren’t sure they would. And we were forever changed. #bestoftimesworstoftimes #miracleworkers #oneworld #allinthistogether #Covid19 #resilience
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    Storytime. This was different than the other defining moments the nation had seen in recent lifetimes. Like 9-11—we were united in our realization that “security” was an illusion—as it always was and will be. But unlike the days of 9-11, we didn’t go to Disneyland or shopping malls or war like the stupid, then-president told the people to do—trying to trick us into believing that would help us feel better. This time there were no Disneyland or mall visits. There were no other countries or ethnic groups we could blame, though our current stupid president still tried. All of us, everywhere, were in this together. And all we could do was stay home. So we did just that. We went inside and cared for each other. Some of us worked from home. Some of us read books and Tarot cards. Some of us made love. Some of us made soup. Some of us foraged for groceries and toilet paper. We listened for coughs and sneezes. We felt each other’s foreheads for fevers. We did our best to comfort and home-school our children. All the pets were thrilled. The writers, painters, photographers, musicians, and all the other artists started sharing their beauty and insights however they could. Teachers of dance, yoga and meditation offered classes online for donations. Farmers supplied fresh food. Restaurants made takeout meals. Hospital workers gave their lives and saved the lives of many. And when it was over, we emerged from our homes and opened our eyes to a new world. So much had changed. We’d lost loved ones. Our businesses had faltered. Nothing about money made sense. It was devastating. We were scared. And yet here we were. It was time to build anew. Determined to correct our course and live better. With more care & kindness. More connection with this glorious planet. We built new world structures that were attuned to reality & goodness. The days of the big virus had finally passed. They really did, though we weren’t sure they would. And we were forever changed. #bestoftimesworstoftimes #miracleworkers #oneworld #allinthistogether #Covid19 #resilience
  • … What’s the story about who I was and how I responded to this crisis that I want to live into right now? Did I remember to laugh? (David Sedaris is saving me about now.) Did I look at enough adorable animal videos (@pawsup)? Did I reach out when I needed support? Did I call a friend when I felt ill, or scared or hurting? Did I open the window and sing opera or Dolly Parton songs? Did I quit trying to convince everyone (including myself) to be having a different emotional response to what’s happening? Did I settle myself by listening inwardly, and being present with what I’m feeling so it could pass through me instead of sneaking out and wreaking havoc in my household? Did I finally sit my butt down and start meditating? These are the days of miracles and shit-shows, fear and awe, action and just being. This is not a dress rehearsal. This is showtime. How do you want to show up for yourself and the world? . #notadressrehearsal #showtime #showingup #oneworld #davidsedaris #operasingersofinstagram #dolly #singingfrombalconies #pawsup
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    … What’s the story about who I was and how I responded to this crisis that I want to live into right now? Did I remember to laugh? (David Sedaris is saving me about now.) Did I look at enough adorable animal videos (@pawsup)? Did I reach out when I needed support? Did I call a friend when I felt ill, or scared or hurting? Did I open the window and sing opera or Dolly Parton songs? Did I quit trying to convince everyone (including myself) to be having a different emotional response to what’s happening? Did I settle myself by listening inwardly, and being present with what I’m feeling so it could pass through me instead of sneaking out and wreaking havoc in my household? Did I finally sit my butt down and start meditating? These are the days of miracles and shit-shows, fear and awe, action and just being. This is not a dress rehearsal. This is showtime. How do you want to show up for yourself and the world? . #notadressrehearsal #showtime #showingup #oneworld #davidsedaris #operasingersofinstagram #dolly #singingfrombalconies #pawsup
  • I got in a “car accident on my way to a solo writing retreat at a friend’s cabin in Winthrop. I’d never been to her cabin before, and when I got to the vicinity of the cabin I got lost in the snowy backroads with no cell service. I realized I needed to put on chains as the dirt roads were snowy and slick. I'd never actually put on chains by myself. When I opened my box of chains, I discovered a tangled heap of rusted metal. These chains hadn’t seen the light of day since about 2005. The decaying, corroded metal scraped and cut my bare hands—yet somehow I managed to get them on! But why was I still slipping and sliding? Because I had put the chains on the rear tires, and I was driving a front-wheel drive vehicle. “Doh!” So again I laid my body down in the muddy, wet snow, reached under the car, removed the chains and put them on the front tires.⁠ . More dicey wrong turns along the slushy, iced backroad hills. One time I literally dug up road gravel with my bare hands and spread it in front of my tires like bread crumbs in the snow to keep the car going forward. It was now getting dark. Finally, I found what seemed to be the right driveway and proceeded up yet another hill. Just as I was about to reach the peak, the car stopped moving forward, though the front wheels were still spinning. Then that thing we all pray never happens when driving up a snowy, icy hill happened. The car started sliding backward. I put my foot on the brake but the car kept backsliding, rapidly gaining speed. On one side of the road was a snowy embankment and on the other side was a steep drop-off into a grove of pines. I tried to steer toward the soft embankment but the car didn’t obey. It kept barreling toward the drop off. I had no control and was about to soar off the edge and crash into the forest. I told myself, “You are going to have an accident now, but you’ll survive.” I felt a sudden, calm, “hands-off” grace. Then, somehow, the Prius shifted directions on its own—and slammed into the cushioned snow bank. ⁠(Cont. in comments) . #caraccident #snowadventure #solotravel #writingretreat #godhelpme #selfdiscoveryjourney #feminineempowerment
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    I got in a “car accident on my way to a solo writing retreat at a friend’s cabin in Winthrop. I’d never been to her cabin before, and when I got to the vicinity of the cabin I got lost in the snowy backroads with no cell service. I realized I needed to put on chains as the dirt roads were snowy and slick. I'd never actually put on chains by myself. When I opened my box of chains, I discovered a tangled heap of rusted metal. These chains hadn’t seen the light of day since about 2005. The decaying, corroded metal scraped and cut my bare hands—yet somehow I managed to get them on! But why was I still slipping and sliding? Because I had put the chains on the rear tires, and I was driving a front-wheel drive vehicle. “Doh!” So again I laid my body down in the muddy, wet snow, reached under the car, removed the chains and put them on the front tires.⁠ . More dicey wrong turns along the slushy, iced backroad hills. One time I literally dug up road gravel with my bare hands and spread it in front of my tires like bread crumbs in the snow to keep the car going forward. It was now getting dark. Finally, I found what seemed to be the right driveway and proceeded up yet another hill. Just as I was about to reach the peak, the car stopped moving forward, though the front wheels were still spinning. Then that thing we all pray never happens when driving up a snowy, icy hill happened. The car started sliding backward. I put my foot on the brake but the car kept backsliding, rapidly gaining speed. On one side of the road was a snowy embankment and on the other side was a steep drop-off into a grove of pines. I tried to steer toward the soft embankment but the car didn’t obey. It kept barreling toward the drop off. I had no control and was about to soar off the edge and crash into the forest. I told myself, “You are going to have an accident now, but you’ll survive.” I felt a sudden, calm, “hands-off” grace. Then, somehow, the Prius shifted directions on its own—and slammed into the cushioned snow bank. ⁠(Cont. in comments) . #caraccident #snowadventure #solotravel #writingretreat #godhelpme #selfdiscoveryjourney #feminineempowerment
  • It usually begins when we are still young girls. We are taught to separate the erotic from the fullness of our lives and only express it through sex. And yet—that doesn’t work out so well for our beautiful, wild erotic nature either. You know the story—be sexy, but not too sexy. Accept a culture that objectifies you and sexualizes you, but feel shame for your participation in this. Be done too. But don’t do the doing. Express your eroticism through the narrow channel of goal-oriented, partner-based sex… Oh, dear ones. There is so much more to us and our full erotic nature. Tell the truth of your erotic desire. Write the truth of your erotic desire. Dance the truth of your erotic desire. Live the truth of your erotic desire. Happy Valentine’s Day. . #eroticpotential #audrelorde #eros #creativeliving #secondchakra #feminineempowerment #bornofchaos #truedesire #heartsdesire #honestwriting #memoir #powerofstory #womenstory #womenstruth #valentinesgift
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    It usually begins when we are still young girls. We are taught to separate the erotic from the fullness of our lives and only express it through sex. And yet—that doesn’t work out so well for our beautiful, wild erotic nature either. You know the story—be sexy, but not too sexy. Accept a culture that objectifies you and sexualizes you, but feel shame for your participation in this. Be done too. But don’t do the doing. Express your eroticism through the narrow channel of goal-oriented, partner-based sex… Oh, dear ones. There is so much more to us and our full erotic nature. Tell the truth of your erotic desire. Write the truth of your erotic desire. Dance the truth of your erotic desire. Live the truth of your erotic desire. Happy Valentine’s Day. . #eroticpotential #audrelorde #eros #creativeliving #secondchakra #feminineempowerment #bornofchaos #truedesire #heartsdesire #honestwriting #memoir #powerofstory #womenstory #womenstruth #valentinesgift
  • Yesterday was my birthday. With every passing year, it seems I come closer to who I am. #discoverypark #salishsea #northwestbeach #womenstruth #selflove #cominghome #masteringmyinnerworld #becoming #essence #presence #feminineempowerment #beachday #artistdate #gutsy #winterwonder #gratefultobealive #aquariuslife
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    Yesterday was my birthday. With every passing year, it seems I come closer to who I am. #discoverypark #salishsea #northwestbeach #womenstruth #selflove #cominghome #masteringmyinnerworld #becoming #essence #presence #feminineempowerment #beachday #artistdate #gutsy #winterwonder #gratefultobealive #aquariuslife