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Choosing Kindness

Choosing Kindness

I lived in the closet for a while. It’s amazing what writing that out does for me—an acknowledgment of my own process aside from holding space for my ex-husband. I lived on the other side of it with a secret that was not my own. For over a year, as my whole...
Helping Her Let Go

Helping Her Let Go

“Have you seen them together?” she asked with false innocence. I had been expecting the inquiry—dreading it really. I was between two friends in that awkward way. I had known them as a couple. They had broken up. She still carried a torch for him. He had moved...
Hear Me

Hear Me

When Lawrence died, it was a mild inconvenience. That may sound cold but I could never lie about this- I did not love him. Our fathers insisted upon us marrying as a fertile tie for their companies and that was that. My daddy owned a furniture store and Lawrence’s...
Manifestor Mantras

Manifestor Mantras

Years ago, my friend Elise offered to read my ‘gene keys chart.’ Having been a spiritual seeker for most of her life, she was diving deep into the waters of Kabbalah and other supporting modalities. At the time, I found the whole thing too complicated and...
A Mother’s Interference

A Mother’s Interference

From my novel-in-progress… “Do you have no tea here, love?” called Mrs. Hanks as she looked through the cupboard. Elizabeth shook her head. “No, I am afraid not.” The older woman put her hands on her hips, indignant. “No tea? Why that dastardly man! I daresay...