self-care

I clearly remember the first time that I was forced to accept that something was wrong.

During an election season that has centered on issues of reproductive health, the Doula Project’s forthcoming Zine,

I am stronger than my struggle and I am worth the work it takes. I’ve survived every hard day of my life so far, and I will survive more. The chasm between surviving and thriving is faith.

A bipolar, body-positive bread enthusiast with a fucked-up ankle and a history of disordered eating chronicles health, weight-loss, and garden

This week Aunt Ginger reminds us that's it ok to unplug. Especially during this horrible election cycle. 

Everyone has their inner critic, the voice in your head that whispers all manner of terrible things:

You look fat in that outfit.

You and I are creatures of habit. And our habit is to be busy. Occupied. Focused on creating and maintaining momentum and a functional life.

After spending a long time in nature, it stopped being intimidating. It started being calm. The quiet wasn't something I feared anymore. It was something I wanted to cherish.