I Am Angry At America

I feel myself slithering up from the depths of only grief looking slightly like Golum from the inside out. A demonic sinister look in my eye promising to eviscerate your soul. I am angry. Ball busting violently angry. I want to claw, gnash, tear out, slash and burn. I want to beat and main and…

A peaceful protest message

Today I was honored to be asked to close out a peaceful protest at the campus of CSUSB. It was a remarkable event with hundreds in attendance. Here is what I had to say: ​​ Here are some badass photos: We must continue to speak our truth, even if our voice shakes.  Like my hero…

#ImWithHer

I have thought about blogging about the presidential election potentially 150 million times since April, 2015. But I didn’t. I didn’t because of the death threats. I didn’t because of the harassment. I didn’t because I just didn’t want to deal with the drama that inevitably would ensue. I found my secret “We Love Hillary”…

84 Backers

84 backers 84 people who are committed to women 84 people who are committed to research on women 84 people who believe in the power of storytelling 42 mothers 5 current or former elected officials 3 lobbyists 1 person who has known me since birth 1 person who has known me less than 6 months…

13 Days left in my 28 Day Cycle

28 Days 28 Days in a menstrual cycle 28 Days in this Kickstarter campaign 13 Days left in this campaign August 28 is when we find out if we conceived so we can give birth to this project My mother was adopted as an infant. She recently met her birth mother Joyce. This is why…

Beyoncé-Formation

I have been sitting on this blog since January. I was trying to figure out how to get it just right. I was afraid of pissing someone off. And then I was like screw it, this video made me FEEL and I am going to talk about it! By FEEL I mean I screamed and…

A Graceful Homeless Revolution

This week begins the yearly count of homeless individuals around Orange County (and elsewhere in California). For me there is great irony in this event because last Saturday the homeless man who lived down the street from us was run over by a car on our way to my daughters birthday party. The scene of…

Today I Pray We Won’t Go Back

Today is the anniversary of Roe.    Today is the day that I say prayers and light candles to the desperate women who died from coat hangers and broom sticks. Where I pray for the future of my daughters and their right to choose when they have children and to have access to trained medical…

Death-December 2, 2015

December 2, 2015 I am supposed to be coding my data for my qualifying exam right now but instead I am texting my husband to tell him about another mass shooting. Another shooting that the FBI refuses to call a terror attack. See, if it causes terror I am thinking it should be called a…

Me and My Uterus

I have always wanted to make a human. Like always. When I played dress up as a little girl I would put a pillow under my dresses and then have a baby. It isn’t that I wanted kids necessarily (although I can’t remember a time when I didn’t dream about being a mother) but I…

On Burning Your Village then Building it Back Up

A few years ago I lost several dear friends.  Not to death, or illness, or accident. Just…lost them.  I did some things, they did some things, we did some things. And then before I knew it we simply weren’t talking anymore.  Many of them didn’t even tell me to go screw myself.  The whole thing…