I liked it better when you were a bitch. Hearing your weakened voice showcase the cruel deterioration of your once sharp mind, I feel a deep and bothersome sadness. Damn this tenderness and compassion that I needed from you as a child, teen, and young woman for coming through me now on your behalf.

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Threading Sisterhood

“Using my voice to recognize and celebrate other women is a joy for me.” – Tracee Ellis Ross

I love everything about this quote and feel the same way! I hope you’re recognized and celebrated with exuberance, often, and with loads of love.

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Dream Scenes I Know by Heart

"It was so real!" I told my daughter. Less than an hour awake, part of me was still in the dream, and I was grateful. I remained open to hear the message.

Many times in the past, the message moved through, gently blowing beyond the reach of my consciousness. My analytical, psychological approach, "thinking cap," and need to hold onto the storyline created more static than clarity. While racing to grasp my inner motion picture, my energetic vibration became more high-speed wobble than stealth. Thus, I'd unintentionally disperse the dream vibrations, sending them back into the ether.