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My Darling Bobo I haven’t had him very long. His fur is not rubbed off and his ears are still connected but he is very real to me. Last year, I was going through inner child therapy and started really paying attention to what the little girl inside of me wanted. I went to a…

Sometimes I want to just be alone like this bird gliding off to new adventures. Just me and the vast expanse of the world before me. I am tired of measuring my words, of factoring other people into my decisions and my life. I am weary of the people in my life crumbling when I…

The love between my girls is so inspiring to me. They are so loving and dear with each other my heart bursts watching them together. Their touch is so gentle and loving. It’s pure, platonic and exquisite. Yesterday, I was visiting one of my dearest friends. She was in need of some nurturing so I…

Goddess-in-training, Gigi, weilding her feminine power. The concept of “feminine” is an interesting one to me. What we perceive as feminine, especially in American culture, is often some kind of boxed-in, pale, sliver of femininity. Pink or feminine somehow denotes weak and helpless to some. It’s like when men insult other men by calling them…

Sitting here holding my baby on my shoulder after just having a wonderful chat with a sexy man online. Thinking of how I used to have a life outside of diapers and nursing and how much I would love to go be intimate with someone RIGHT NOW. Yum.