My last few months have found me struggling with time. With age. With love. With relationships. With the masks that we wear. Self-medication can take so many forms and can cause harm in our lives in such varied ways. The devil in our own hearts is sometimes a mistress whose lies are far sweeter and nicer to hear than the hard truths we're tasked with facing about ourselves. So we eat the pecan pie doused with bourbon while sitting on the couch in the dark with a dog in our lap and hide under our blanket and believe that it might not be such a bad way to disappear. Continue reading

I'm different these days. I suppose I've always been different, but I feel even more different these days than in all of the days that have come to pass before the one that is now. I'm doing the best to... Continue reading

Dragonflies. Dead dogs. Buddhas. Transformation. Continue reading

After taking a taxi to what we believed to be a hip night market that might provide some fun opportunities for street food, what we found was a wishful spot where someday, yes, there will be a hip night market,... Continue reading

Photo by The Professor It has been one week since Clyde found me and decided that he was here to stay. One week. It's also, just so we're all clear, been three weeks since Stella graduated and it's still less... Continue reading

OG Clyde Clyde was from Colorado. I wonder how many of you actually know that? Just days after Gatsby died in a snowbank in my arms (I really thought I'd have Gatsby forever, until I got Clyde), like maybe three... Continue reading

I know that howling at the moon is not going to work, but I am still howling. Continue reading

"There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors." What I am reading Proving that everything that is old is always new again. Or, perhaps I just got really bored and... Continue reading

"Something is significantly wrong with a world that sacrifices its children’s lives to settle its differences." What I am reading Farmers are my friends. Especially small farmers who grow sustainably and provide food with a mind for not only our... Continue reading

"Our stories don’t fit on a newspaper page. I’m tired of newspaper pages, Elisabeth. Life is a spiral, not a line." What I am reading I read my first John Irving novel when I was in high school. Setting Free... Continue reading

"Pleasures First look from morning's window The rediscovered book Fascinated faces Snow, the change of the seasons The newspaper The dog Dialectics Showering, swimming Old music Comfortable shoes Comprehension New music Writing, planting Traveling Singing Being friendly" — Bertolt Brecht... Continue reading

You have a high calling etched into your bones and written on your heart. You are made of stardust and magic and the tears of unicorns. You were made to explore, to share and to love. I love you, the... Continue reading

I'm not ready to be old yet. What I am reading I honestly have not been paying any attention and had no idea that Instagram was such a money-making machine that it has created a cottage industry of apps to... Continue reading

It's time #UTAH. This plant is medicine and with regulation could provide help to millions of patients that are currently using far more harmful drugs that do not actually work well for them. Let's do this. Sign the petition and... Continue reading

One in five American families is totally unemployed, meaning not a single person in the household works. 42.2% of Americans don't have enough food. Continue reading

“The world is full of weapons if you're looking for them.” Continue reading

I have a plan for healthcare for everyone. Continue reading

You go be you. It's perfect. Exactly like that. Continue reading

It's funny how life finds other plans for your foolish heart while you're busy living it. Continue reading

I made the mistake of listening to DJT as he pulled out of the Paris Climate Accord. I feel extra responsible as a U.S. (global) citizen. One who actually has hugged this planet (and all of you) fiercely for pretty... Continue reading

You know, breathing? You have to do it in order to actually live and show up and participate and volunteer and listen and love and take your dogs on walks. Continue reading

But it does include a free trip around the sun every year. Happy birthday, once again, to my professor. The one who has met me, speaks Nakedjen, and who loves me fiercely all the same. xo Continue reading

Maybe you thought to yourself, "Who pays $4 for a bottle with a jellyfish floating in it that tastes like fizzy vinegar and then actually drinks it instead of throwing it right into the garbage?" Continue reading

But not as naked. Or maybe more naked. Just wearing clothes. I hear that a lot. When I introduce myself as Nakedjen these days. "But you're not naked..." And I go into a lengthy explanation about how being naked has... Continue reading