yesterday
Every couple of days or so, or maybe a few times a month, I open Facebook and start sweeping up. It’s tedious, partly because it’s engineered to be ...
Author: Phoenix
Growth is not the beginning; darkness and choices are the beginning
It is paradigm-shifting to consider that using the Wheel of the Year (the cycle of the seasons) to mark a year-beginning and year-end means that the year begins...
ORACULAR: Choices
I regularly do divination for myself as part of my daily practice. Sometimes the messages are obviously not just for me, so I share them on Instagram, Facebook,...
A light in dark places, when all other lights go out
On February 5th, we checked Alexis into a rehab program a few hours away from us. This was our last grasp at something that could stop and hopefully redirect he...
Only about 80% terrible
In 2017, life was a nightmarish trash fire. I endured more stress, more grief, and more physical and emotional shock than I remember ever having experienced in ...
Asking for help
The end of the year isn’t quite here, but it is drawing closer. Yule is approaching, the weather is colder, and the existential dread associated with long...
On relinquishing what does not belong to me
Today I’m writing about why I will not be styling myself a feminist marketing consultant any longer. To get context for understanding the first part of th...
Making money while hell breaks loose
I have not had more than a few weeks at a time where nothing is happening. A day where nothing happens except morning coffee, quiet work hours, interruptions by...
Nothing to fear but fear itself
Several years ago, I had an epiphany about fear. Specifically, I realized in a sudden flash that what I feared was not the thing itself, but what it felt to be ...
Our First Anniversary: Phoenix + Alexa
One year ago tonight, I stood holding your shaking hands under a very old tree in the starlight, and said these words: I promise to love you, guide you, and pro...