A Lineage of Repetition

I am both burdened and comforted by how my body, how women’s bodies, are built to hold. My entire physicality – my ribs, my stomach, my intestines – migrate and adjust to accommodate life. My womb controls which generations continue and which cease to exist, which bloodlines last to enjoy the intricacies of life andContinue reading “A Lineage of Repetition”

The Musings of Cold Marble and Dancing Candles

While having conversations about New Year’s resolutions in the last couple of weeks, I’ve been putting much thought into the type of life I want to be building for myself. Usually, this thought process begins with establishing some sort of metric for measuring what a high quality of life is. Financial security falls into thisContinue reading “The Musings of Cold Marble and Dancing Candles”