Let life be just as it is

Let life be just as it is

by | Jan 18, 2021 | My Story

I was struggling with something. It was getting to me and getting me down. Mostly it was getting me down because I thought I “should be over it” already. That others would look at me and think, as I was, “Why aren’t you over it already???” Someone I love reminded me...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME AND to the moon and back!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME AND to the moon and back!!!

by | Sep 14, 2020 | My Story

September is a big month and this is a big week. I turn fifty-seven on Wednesday (these numbers are getting crazy weird!) and to the moon and back turns two on Friday. Wild. If you asked my young Moonie self what I’d be like and what I’d be doing at the age of...
Where I am just now is just right

Where I am just now is just right

by | Feb 10, 2020 | My Story

It’s definitely been a few interesting weeks of going slower than I think I can go. Of doing less than I have to do. Of not being where and how I want to be. And it’s definitely been a few interesting weeks of letting that be okay. Letting it, in fact, be just right....
Soon the fear will go away

Soon the fear will go away

by | Jan 21, 2020 | My Story

I don’t admit to anyone how often I’m wracked with fear. Don’t get me wrong. I’m fine. I’m happy. I’m safe. And I’m doing really, really well. But I still get wracked with fear. Often. I’ve learned to breathe through it. I’ve learned to call it out as false – False...
Look at what you want to see

Look at what you want to see

by | Dec 16, 2019 | My Story

One of my best friends has a new apartment. Right on the water. Well, it’s right on the water if you look to the right, and it’s right on the car dealership if you look to the left. Which reminds me of how important it is which way I look and what I look at. Again,...
Being raised in a cult definitely f—s with your head

Being raised in a cult definitely f—s with your head

by | Nov 11, 2019 | My Story

For those of you who have somehow missed my “life story” in all of this, I was raised in a cult. I like to say “the cult of all cults in the American age of cults.” I was a Moonie, from the age of ten to about seventeen or twenty-one. (Let’s just say, it was a long,...