When you can't move on until...

At 33, on my therapist’s table, I re-connected to the emotions of my childhood sexual invasion. That moment is the line between the before and the after I became a witness to my own life. Up to then I had lived with odd and unexplained instances of depression, guilt, and shame that would leave me lying in bed with soul-weary heaviness and a deep desire to unzip myself from my flesh.

Public Penis

Walking home with friends through the ravine, I spotted a man under a tree exposing himself to us. He had dark hair and a dark moustache and wore a dark baseball hat. I pointed it out, we all squealed and ran and told an adult in the park walking her dog. She said she’d call the cops. I don’t know if she did.

Furious

We are it and we do it by simply doing what’s in us to give. What do you have to offer? What do you have to give?

There will always be doubt. There will always be fear. There won’t always be time left to hesitate.

AiTT#3: My Truth About God

God is everything. Absolutely everything. Everything that's ever existed or exists now or ever will exist is God. There is nothing outside of God. There's nothing that's exempt. There is nothing that can exist that can be outside of God - even what's outside of God is part of God. The void also God.

AiTT #5: Easter/Ishtar - We're Still Missing the Point

This is the FUCKING POINT, of the meme of Ishtar... regardless of small errors - is to push back against the misogyny of inherited Judeo-Christian belief systems and make room again for the Goddess. To quibble over one of the myriad names of the Goddess that could substitute in this context is mansplaining away how Christianity covered up the Divine Source for women.