FAQ from an Alpha Female
Is my stomach too big, Or my butt too small? Is my skin too flawed, Or am I too tall? Are they shaking their heads When I wear a short dress? And when I rock sweats, Do they think I’m a mess? Where is he looking? At my …
Is my stomach too big, Or my butt too small? Is my skin too flawed, Or am I too tall? Are they shaking their heads When I wear a short dress? And when I rock sweats, Do they think I’m a mess? Where is he looking? At my …
I have felt the soul-stirring. I have heard from God’s lips. He is more than tradition, More than a fading script. I have known Holy Fire. I have tasted His hope. He is more than a story, More than a trope I have watched His True Power. I have seen …
I look to you, O first writer of history and tomorrows. In all your glorious mystery and transparency. Watching your movements, woven like a tapestry of chokhmah. Like twirling stitches in the cloth of your plan. I gaze at you, the only steady One in this earthquake world. Give me …
You say you do not believe. That is a lie. You pick up clawed hands and bloodshot eyes, planting those things in your fertile brain. Because all you have is yourself. And your soul’s tendons are too weak to crush the darkness. I am no different than you. …
Perhaps nature is far too vast to know. Some say we’re destined for potted plants. Maybe we can’t scale the Sierras. We’re doomed to communion with ants. But they don’t know that ants can heft boulders, And plants when they’re watered will grow Into pines, that inspire all around …
The bacon strips glow with a rosy hue, interrupted by flecks of light. As she peeled them apart, they made a sticky sound, like they knew what was coming and didn’t want to let go of the past. Despite their resistance, she tossed each piece onto the grill without the …
My mother’s father drove to his warden job at the maximum security prison. He drove there in a Volkswagen Beetle with a spare tire under a smiley-face cover. My ears have never caught Papa yelling. Did that jail calm him? No, he quieted the cells. Mother said his voice was never …
Some of our best family friends live in California, so we usually visit them in the summer. This year’s visit was especially memorable! Here are a few of the highlights: State Fair When we arrived, our friends told us that the California State Fair was happening. We decided to check …
I spent the last week of my life floating down the Main Salmon River. It was full of towering mountains, crisp pine trees, and soft sunsets. For a week, I was constantly under the ceiling of the sky. One of the best parts of the trip was leaving my phone …
I choose what I do carefully, But I always give one-hundred percent. I can walk pretty well, But my knee’s a little bent. No matter what happens, I always can see: Wherever I am, Whatever I am, Whoever I am, I’m me. I want to travel every …