namaste, wild women

A couple of years ago, I came across this 27-year-old book written by Clarissa Pinkola Estes: Women Who Run With the Wolves. I think it came “recommended” by Emma Watson, who is also a strong proponent for pubic hair oil and other feminist ideologies. I was intrigued, so I found a copy at Half Price…

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walking alone

Today, I went on a hike by myself. And I realized something: that typically, whenever I do this, I’m depending on someone else to help me find the way. Whether I’m walking with a group, or following a dependable paved trail, someone is aiding me. Someone is making me feel safe so I don’t have…

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anticipation.

There are few things that feel as good as coming up with a new idea for something to write. Suddenly, there is planning to be done. Research. Vision boards. Mindless doodling. Facebook stalking. Netflix binging. Multiple semi-drafted posts that ultimately need to be condensed into one, but otherwise get ignored because, well, something has been…

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the road trip.

There’s nothing like having your car-enthusiast boyfriend tell you what you need to write about on your blog. Like, really? I can appreciate a good paint job (which this car is still awaiting) but I sure as hell don’t speak carburetor. But maybe I need some help – some variety in these posts. All that…

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