I have a physical panic response to every notification I get. Too many years of being an opinionated woman on the internet has taught my nervous system that a little ping means I’m about to be attacked. I turn off notifications where I can, I never answer my phone, but I still have to exist…… Continue reading Seeking Quiet in a Noisy World
From Atti’s youngest days, I have had him out in the streets, raising his fist to the air from his stroller. That’s what comes with having a community organizer for a mother. We have attended protests on everything from student’s rights, to LGBTQ+ protections, to gender equality within religion. It’s a holy thing to me,…… Continue reading Body Protest
I was raised thinking that sensual was a synonym for sexual. I’d hear ‘sensual’ connected to things like roses and chocolates and silk sheets and think that sensual referred to foreplay. I don’t think I ever even heard the word unless it was pronounced in a way that dripped with meaning I couldn’t quite decipher…… Continue reading Sensual doesn’t mean sex.