Trying this again. Funk at Shea Stadium in Queens, New York for another Grateful Dead show! All love!

Well, shit. The Grateful Dead always play a show for me on my birthday (that’s what I tell myself). This year, Funk drove my Covid-tired-ass all the way up to Saratoga Springs, New York to see them. The show that was to begin in 45 minutes was just now cancelled. John Mayer’s dad fell ill, and good son that he is, John is hanging back to be with him. So, sad news all around. The good news is, the cover for my 2nd book that is due out this Fall is coming along. Ian Koviak designed it. He did the […]

Like many people, I’ve experienced complete annihilation in certain areas of my life—the parts I’ve always considered the most important. As far as I can tell, the pandemic is a forced-shift away from the way we’ve been doing things, and towards to a New and Better Way of Existing. And not just in how we connect with each other, but with the earth, spirit and our ancestors. I have the blessing of a barter-system. Except for travel expenses, I get to stay in a very remote location in Hawaii any time I want to go. Last March, I decided to […]

Just before I left for Hawaii in March, my 77-year-old friend told me about her recently purchased spot massager and suggested I buy one to take on my trip. Since stress goes to my back, I thought good idea, and asked her for the link. The next day, our conversation went like this. Me: OMG, Julia, your machine is a vibrator! Julia: No it’s not. I use it on my arm and it relieves the pain. I purchased the thing because I didn’t want to embarrass her. That wasn’t the first time me and other people and vibrators have crossed […]

Roe v Wade. This isn’t about babies. Never has been. Otherwise, children would have healthcare, education, safety and love. Foster homes would be empty. Women wouldn’t be shamed for staying home with the children collecting food stamps. Let’s mandate those things first. After that, if America continues to feel it’s important to regulate birth, let’s require vasectomies, which are reversible. For now, the only way through this horror is for women to rise up and band together. To do otherwise, is to proliferate women being enslaved again. To Sisterhood! The photo: In a former life, I founded BirthWays, where I […]

Busting bottles on Field No. 4. I rode the waves on Jones Beach every summer of my childhood. You know you’re almost at the parking lot when you see the “pencil” —an enormous water tower that is the phallic symbol of all phallic symbols. Approaching it was one of the biggest thrills of my small life. Growing up, the only thing I ever wanted to be was a wife and a mother. Once I reached adulthood, I was on a mission to create the ideal family— the exact opposite of the house I grew up in. I put every ounce […]

Hawaii love. My sister Jane’s parting gift was laying Hawaii in my lap. She had a 3-month all-expenses-paid offer to go to the big island for medical treatment. She wouldn’t go alone, so I had to get over my 20-year fear of flying to bring her there. She died 3 days before we were scheduled to leave. A month later, I made the trip for the two of us. I’ve been all around this world, but I arrived on a land that seemed so foreign to me. Nothing was familiar. Not the trees. Not the wildlife. Not the soil. Nothing. […]

“That’s some witchy shit.” I didn’t say that. One of Funk’s associates did. In reference to his description of my plans for Christmas. This is the 3rd for-shit Christmas in a row. In 2019, my mother died. In 2020, the world imploded, as did its people. And 2021 wasn’t any better. So it was that I visited dead people again for the holiday. This time, my mother’s parents. Grandparents I haven’t met. I’d never heard of lineage healing until 3 years ago. But once my mother’s lines elevated, I felt compelled to visit their graves. One thing led to the […]