For some reason, 6th grade was a turning point for me. It was the year I developed an awareness of myself as being a part of a larger community and citizenry.

I first learned about fascism in the 6th grade, though I didn’t realize that was its name. I was in Mrs. Ellis’s class at Blanche Sprentz Elementary school in Folsom, California.

Running away from endings is a pattern in my life and I’m in the process of breaking it to heal it.

When Emma came through during my first plant medicine journey the first words she said were ‘I’m glad you didn’t get another dog. You’re not very good with dogs’.

My first love was reading. Ever since I flew through my giant ABC’s coloring book in kindergarten, I was hooked on words.

For me, regret is about the decisions you wish you could go back and change and the only one that comes to mind was not being there for Emma, my yellow Labrador Retriever, the moment she crossed over.

In my book, a life without fear is a life without challenge, a life without challenge is a life without growth, and a life without growth is just plain boring.

I’m re-watching The Good Wife now and as I sit with the main character, Alicia Florrick, I imagine that this is what it looks and feels like to have a defined Solar Plexus.

For most of my life I played the role of “good daughter.” The compliant one, the loyal one, the silent one.

I suddenly became acutely aware of how complicated and burdened I was back home by my own consumption.

I was raised in an environment that was emotionally volatile and unpredictable, making me feel unsafe to relax or feel my feelings.

Christina became a vision for me. She represented a whole world of safety and surplus that was foreign to me.

In Human Design there’s a concept called “environment,” and it represents the environmental conditions your body craves.

As we watch the MAGA movement implode here in the U.S., it feels like a good moment to share a Human Design perspective on how and why it happened in the first place.

There’s a concept in Human Design (which my logical brain wholly rejects) about “no choice.”

I grew up in a working class family and never learned how to feel safe with surplus.

There’s a reason skilled Human Design practitioners never use the word “empty” or “missing” when describing the parts of your design in white.

I rarely use ChatGPT, but I was struggling with where to plant myself to ride out the political upheaval and impending economic disaster in the U.S.

Every morning I check my email, which includes the junk-drawer account for all the times I’m asked (and inclined) to share my email address.

I started writing notes to myself in my early 20’s as a way of processing my thoughts and feelings that seemed so overwhelming and would not let go.