Empowerment, Goddess

Goddesses Don’t Wear Bras

  Friends, it’s hotter than Brigid’s forge in lower Alabama, so I’ve been going sans bra as much as possible. It’s ridiculous to be layered when atmospheric conditions are at rain forest levels. If it would not result in arrest, I’d probably go around naked through the Dog Days of summer. Since public nudity isn’t… Continue reading Goddesses Don’t Wear Bras

Empowerment, Goddess

Being a Succulent Woman

The word succulent always makes me think of a perfectly ripe peach—the kind you can bite into and feel the juice dribble down your chin. Maybe that’s appropriate for a writer who has lived her whole life in the Peach State, even though South Carolina grows a lot more of them than we do here… Continue reading Being a Succulent Woman