Can you imagine being afraid when this is what you’re looking at? Funk calls me a skydiver afraid of heights. A really good idea will come to me—like how to […]

The Big Guy. This is what Funk’s happy looks like. You should hear what his happy sounds like. Whoo-boy, there’s no winning with this guy. Anyway, we’re in Hawaii for […]

The Moon. In all her take-your-breath-away gorgeous beauty. Amen. xo P.S. For you Darla, for strength, peace and healing. xoxoxo

Guess who pulled herself out of a fetal position and got on a plane today? Yep. The Big Guy is sitting next to me, and we’re both somewhere over Kansas. […]

Well, this was like birthing all four of my children at once. Getting the cover just right for the first in my 3-book C’mon Funk Series was far more difficult […]

I wasn’t kind today. And I sort of don’t feel bad about it, even when it goes against the promise that I made to the Universe. It was cold and […]

The Goddess expressing herself on the winter solstice in DC.

This, from a call with my 93-year old New York, Italian mother just now. “Mom, did you get the text I sent?” “No, what did you send?” “The new cover […]

Funk is playing with fire! Letting this Sweet Sixty year-old go to the Grateful Dead show alone tonight. Now, any one of the band members will feel even freer to […]

Sagging and bagging. That’s what my children call me, and that began 10 years ago. They’re referring to the part of my body that gave them nourishment, so the term […]