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 […]

Thanksgiving has always been one of my favorite holidays. My version of the day. A time to celebrate with the family I’ve created—community, if you will—and to recognize the gifts Mother Earth has provided. To express my gratitude for her treasures, and loved ones to share them with. Because really, what’s the use of having anything wonderful without having others to rejoice with? Five things I am grateful for this year. a. There have been two unexpected handfuls of people who’ve propped me up when I thought I couldn’t possibly lift my wobbly-ass-self up all by myself b. When I […]

We were having SO much fun! And then Funk killed it. I recently visited my Aunt Jan and Uncle Carl—the last of my elder relatives. We met at a restaurant and then followed their son’s car back to the Airbnb where they were staying. The bonfire pit in the backyard called to my cousin Chris and me, and before long, we lured everyone outside to enjoy conversation around the campfire. For the first time in ages, I was out of my head and was beginning to have a good time. It was pitch black out, with thousands of stars poking […]

Unnecessary meanness. Born, I believe, of the great change that’s taking place on the planet. The paradigm shift. That’s bringing with it all the intensity, fear and violence that occurred in the 60s—the last time the collective underwent a revolution. At 63 years old, I’ve learned a few things about myself. I am introspective, sensitive, and shy. My first instinct when impacted by hurtful words is to crush back. Despite my nature, I try to be respectful when speaking up and my posts are full-frontal. I feel compelled to reach for kindness and to provide an alternative viewpoint rather than […]

Weird-ass sign. The notice was posted on the wall to the left of the toilet, “Please refrain from flushing feminine products, personal/baby wipes, or other foreign objects down toilets.” Upon the first read, the sign seemed innocuous enough. Who wants to pay money to fix a clogged toilet? But each time I read it, the wording nagged at me. I mean, WTH did the campground mean by “foreign objects?” And then I got it. Condoms. Which is precisely why the message irritated me. Women and children were called out by name and deed, but not men—the users of said “foreign […]