My Writing

You have heard of FOMO, right? Fear of Missing Out is a real thing. I have pivoted to JOMO, Joy of Missing Out. Yep, I heard it from one of the lovely human who regularly attends my Death Cafe about 2 years ago. And it stuck. Now, instead of saying "No", I can say "I am going JOMO on that event/invitation/plan." I love missing out on otherwise wonderful events with joy. It is not that I do not want to attend, its that I have a conflict or have run out of energy or it does not

Big humungous enormous overwhelming grief and Little itty bitty moments of joy. That is how it seems to go at the beginning, right after a profound loss. And though the grief may never change in size or color or shape, slowly, over time, there will be more and bigger moments of joy, surrounding, cushioning, buoying, billowing the grief. It might be a hearty guffaw, a moment of delight, a splendid afternoon, an unexpected reprieve from the grief. I have been so moved on social

Let's end the new year by anointing ourselves! Let's purify and honor making it through 2025! All you need is one bottle of essential oils- frankincense or myrrh or lavendar or orange, or even oregano or rosemary oils. And a few minutes. Sit in silence for a few minutes, feel yourself center, and then focus your mind on sensing where you need to release energy. You may want to release that energy which is stuck or honor the parts of your being that have been giving you streng

So many amazing, hot women! Seventeen years ago when I went through menopause, I was hard pressed to find information about it, through...