You know (or I bet you can imagine!) that feeling when you’re at the airport and you go to check in, and your wallet/phone is nowhere to be found?

Here’s what I discovered about myself after decades of spending money almost always slightly faster than I could make it.

Here's one reason I think it makes perfect sense for many adopted people to have money issues: money can represent safety, security, power, love, joy, identity, self-worth, and status. Money allows us to pursue our goals.

There’s an underlying belief in the adoptee community that if you create an event, you need to take into account that many people will say they can’t afford it even if you make it what you feel is “affordable”.

My goal is to be MDMA in human form and to, with loving respect, blow your mind enough so that you leave feeling empowered and like that was money and time well spent.

I have been struggling with some demon I have not been able to identify ever since my dad died a year and a half ago.

Birthing a book can be so much more than just sitting at a computer, typing.

Why bother? What’s the point in trying to get a wonderful feeling or vision on paper when chances are really good you are going to fail?

I want to memorize your face because you are teaching me what it means to be beautiful.

I’m not sure how many times I’ve watched this video. Maybe you should get to it before I wear it out.

This is the thing I’ve been circling around saying for the last four posts. The thing has more to do with a feeling than being a thing to say, and so hence the circling.

What you call a need to heal I call life.