“I’m going up for all of us.”

“I’m going up for all of us.”

Tears of joy flowed this morning when I watched the video of 82-year-old Wally Funk emerging from the Blue Origin rocket after launching into space and safely back today. Sixty years ago, Mary Wallace (“Wally”) participated in the Women in Space program,...
Birth the unseen. Mother the world.

Birth the unseen. Mother the world.

Happy Mother’s Day — and to all the moms that gave birth to all of us, thank you. Whatever your relationship to motherhood, we’ve got a funky thing happening right now during this period of human history, in which upleveling our collective...
got my wings back

got my wings back

I made my first solo flight this weekend. Years ago, right after my divorce in the raw stage of feeling like I’d just lost everything and was starting over from scratch with a one-year old-son, a ridiculously lean bank account, and a huge vision, all my...
“Ants have lives too!”

“Ants have lives too!”

My son, age 11, came storming in the door on the verge of tears. He’d just met some new kids in the neighborhood, and they’d gathered in our driveway, where a colony of ants had created their home between the concrete and the grass lawn. Cedar and I had...
Femininity: Rejection and Redemption

Femininity: Rejection and Redemption

By the age of 5, I had already firmly rejected my femininity, having at some level decided that girly-ness equated to weakness — and weak, I was NOT. In kindergarten, the most rowdy boy went around lifting up the girls’ skirts and peering underneath,...