Blooming cacti of Borrego

Letting it all out

Following your fears my lead you to unknown grace

Come discover your inner world

Feminine Rage

the erotic as a source of woman’s power

No holding back. YOu cry when the tears are true, giggle when the urge builds, rage when the fire burns

Allowing the world to sink into my senses

Jack Rolly being comfortable in his own skin

Frogs in the high lakes, dirt between toes

Im a barbie girl in a barbie world

My bike gets me places. Alone in the woods I know again what it means to be a radiance be-ing

Trauma can happen from a harsh word or a car crash. Your body only knows that it came on too fast, too much, or too hard. Fly fishing trip down the river.

Oh the joy and struggle to be in your body exactly as she is. Children are pure and grounded in knowing exactly who they are.

In the mountains of Idaho. Rainbow lights. Trillium. Wedding vows

Your Passion Matters

Distrust in women has been distilled in us to keep us small and separate. Me in Tumalo, Oregon

Disembodiment is not binary, you are always in a degree of being disembodied. There are lots of opportunity to become more embodied as a woman. We have been taught our bodies are unsafe, emotional, bloody and gross, weak, fat, imperfect. The imprints of culture have left their mark. We abandon our bodies to live from the neck up in a pseudo life, without the passion, chaos, and sensuality of our bodies rhythms.

Wyoming is gorgeous!