Healing Old Wounds

So, this is 38, huh? I have to admit, I'm not sure I like it. I know that I will but right now, the constant reminder of how young I am NOT has been a bit harsh. Maybe that's because I'm just getting home from reconnecting with old high school friends. Maybe it's because my own teenage daughter has quite a bit more independence now. Maybe it's because this Harvest Full Moon lit up each and every one of my scars. Whatever it is, I get it. I'm not that wild and reckless teenager anymore. I'm not that wild and reckless young adult anymore. I'm not that tired and sad single mother anymore. I'm not quite sure what it is about the last couple of weeks that have opened up old wounds. So many of the

The Full Harvest Moon 2018

This Full Moon is going to be a doozy. The Harvest Moon. The Full Moon closest to the Fall Equinox. A Full Moon in Aries. I don't know about you but I have definitely started to have some things rise to the surface with this Full Moon. Things that I, myself, had forgotten because I had buried them so deep. Anyone else feel me on this? I'll be honest. It's caught me a little off guard. Especially with my emotions. They are a mess! I know if I let them rise up that they will eventually release. They have to come up to get out. I know. It doesn't make it easy. It doesn't make it less painful. These past 2 years I've been doing the work. I've been doing the damn thing! I know that this just gets

Connection

I’m out in the desert of Palm Springs, CA having just spent the weekend with old friends. Some I haven't seen in YEARS. Each of us living in a different state. Each of us grown into our own selves. Each of us with our own stories to tell. Each of us with our own lessons learned. It’s been such a wonderful time. Just like I knew it would be. I’m still here. It’s just me now. Left with my own breath. Left with my own thoughts. Left with just me. It was really healing to re-connect with these souls. Really re-connect. Telling our truths. All corners of it. Real human connection. Not through the fairy tale screens of social media. Through the real stories, the gruesome or hilarious details, and