Into the Woods I Go, To Find Myself + Lose My Soul

Into the Woods I Go, To Find Myself + Lose My Soul

  The year I was sixteen,   on a hot summer’s day   I was initiated   into my body into possibility into courage anointed by a raging wall of white water, kissed ever-so-lightly by my own mortality.   I was changed.   The person I...
What would happen if you stopped believing….

What would happen if you stopped believing….

  To follow up on last week’s post, I offer you this….   What would happen if you stopped believing   All your stories of not-enough not-thin-enough not-successful-enough not-nice-enough   not enough time money energy – even – Not...