The Primal Scream

The Primal Scream

It starts in my fingertips   an energy that shoots up into my forearms, retracting muscles and drawing my fingers up into fists   it flies up to my shoulders and they jerk up toward my earlobes as if magnetized; the effort leaves me trembling.   The...
Rebel Warrior Poet

Rebel Warrior Poet

  I was driving home the other night, lost in thought as my headlights lit the way through the darkness.  My creative juices were flowing, thanks to some amazing bodywork and a coaching call with my mentor. Also my friend, and the woman who helped me bring my...