My second half. Suddenly I am different.

My second half started yesterday–the reflective part of my cycle, post-ovulation. It is amazing–suddenly I am different woman, unknown to myself or at least in context of the “committed to her work and firey with creative projects rebel grl” of the past several weeks. Today me, she just wants depth.  She has neeeeds.  Clings to,…

It is the full moon of December

There are one million different things to tell you about.  My father’s camouflaged pajama pants, the pink-flush color my cousin Pat’s face turns when he is happy and his eyes are lit by music and alcohol.  The cut of my cousin Collin’s jaw, a primary angle that only models and men in the second and…

Women’s Mysteries: The Threshold Stage

Last Thursday I felt my body ushering me into my threshold time. Threshold means at the edge.  In this case, I use the word to mean being in-between two different ways of being. One way is active, initiating, directed, this is called the follicular stage, the time of month when our sex energy is ovulatory…