Not All Who Wander Are Lost

When I was in fourth grade, at the tender age of ten, I awoke one morning to a wet spot in my underpants. Upon approaching the restroom, I became acutely aware that I was bleeding from my yoni.   I grew up in a very religious home...

Recently, my heart swelled wider than my chest as I watched my niece perform in her Allegro Winter Spectacular. I found a love for lyrical dance that almost matches my love of ballet...

As we enter into 2016, I find myself being reflective. I have determined this year instead of making New Year’s resolutions; I am going to be manifesting intent...