The Summer Solstice marks a time to embrace the fullness of life. Solstice traditions and rituals revolve around the Sun and appreciation for it. After the Summer Solstice, daylight shortens; with the light of day waning, we light fire in our hearts. This evokes a season of passion and pleasure, cultivating an atmosphere where ourContinue reading “Embrace the Summer Solstice”
Category Archives: My Journey
On Turning 29
When I think of myself as a child, a day at the park comes to mind. Five or six years old, I climbed the Jungle Jim, which clanked beneath my feet. I reached the peak, put my hands on the rail, and leaned forward as if to listen. I closed my eyes. I put myContinue reading “On Turning 29”
My Full Moon Ritual
For a few years now, I’ve been doing some sort of a full moon ritual. It started with my soul sisters, where we had monthly full moon ceremonies, and when that slowed down, I found myself turning down other plans to still honor my rituals. I add full moons and new moons to my calendar,Continue reading “My Full Moon Ritual”
A message to men
CW re: Olympic-Gymnast Father Lunging at Dr. Devil When I was 9, I watched as my dad charged toward my neighbor’s house with a bat in his hand and rage in his eyes; he just learned that my neighbor molested me, and he was intent on enforcing justice. A little girl watching her life rapidlyContinue reading “A message to men”
Seven Shifts of My Writing Retreat
The rewards of my writing retreat were much more expansive than the words I wrote.
Everyday Sacrifices
Today, Memorial Day, I feel inspired by the word “sacrifice.”
Especially now, as I recover from this ankle break, acutely aware of how I spend my days, a question circles my mind: would I be at peace with my life if all was lost tomorrow?
The honest answer is, well, no.
You Call Me Rae, But That’s Not My Name
My real name is RaDonna, and I only see or hear that name at the doctor’s office, in a letter from the IRS, or from a few high school friends. Basically… I rarely hear my real name. For at least 16 years—over half of my life—I have been known as Rae. Early in my life,Continue reading “You Call Me Rae, But That’s Not My Name”
