On “Being A Writer”

When we are young, we all have this idea of what we are going to become. We’re asked from the time we learn to put words together “What do you want to be when you grow up?” and whatever we say is taken as gospel. You can have a four-year-old tell you that they want […]

Boomerang

She might be tiny, but her voice, especially at such an early hour, is not. “Mommy! Can you spell DOUGH-DOUGH SIGWA on my Ken-dal?” she yell-asks with just a bit of budding Southern accent in her adorably electric, and often ear-splitting, 4-year-old voice. “Dough-Dough Sigwa” is actually JoJo Siwa and if you haven’t been introduced […]

Lessons From The Road

I feel like there’s a lot you learn about yourself while driving in the middle of the night. As the lines in the road speed by and your headlights wash across exit signs, the road strips away the ignorance and pride from your plane of knowledge and reveals to you the truth. The things you’ve […]

The Blood Moon Eclipse

Excitement abounds! Tonight is the night of the Blood Moon Eclipse! Overnight from January 20th to the 21st, the Moon, who happens to look a bit larger thanks to its Supermoon status, will turn a bloody dull red color as it slips into the Earth’s shadow. The event will be visible in North and South […]

Accepting The Approaching Crone

By pushing us to worship youth, our culture pushes us to hate aging. And there is a huge fault in that. We demean and devalue the act of aging and of growing because we fear moving away from what is accepted. We see being old as being less. And we really fucking fear being seen as less.

Pagan Hide and Seek: Christmas Edition

For the record, when it comes to Christmas, I’m kind of a Grinch. Christmas music annoys me. The endless rush of shopping spikes my anxiety like a kid left unattended at a trip at a dessert bar. And while I love gift giving and sharing a huge feast with people I care about, the strain […]

Chapter 34

This past Saturday, without much fanfare and while shivering in the chilly November breeze, I welcomed my thirty-fourth year of life by watching my son take part in the local Veteran’s Day parade. I stood alone on the sidewalk of my small town’s Main Street as vintage cars, Girls Scouts, and a few of the […]