Love Based Life or Fear is Boring

I was scared as shit to record this video. Then, I recorded. I cried (a few times). I edited very lightly, just cutting out a few sneezes and coughs and then I hit upload. I set an intention for this post that it yield eyes. That people share it and begin to ask themselves how fear is holding them hostage? Then, I hope that people book my services. I hope that I can begin to grow and have the universe affirm my career choice as a metaphysician, healer, artist and educator.

Read More
Back To School

Teaching changed my life. I can’t quite describe what happens when I step in front of a classroom to instruct a course, but I can tell you it’s magical. I wring myself out in my classrooms, giving my students every ounce of my energy in those hours. It’s an exchange of energy dedicated to inquiry and wonder rather than right answers. It’s an invitation to join in cognitive play with a purpose. Have you ever been present for 2 hours while trying to also make a point? It ain’t easy. 

Read More
All In

I did what I said I was never going to do again—resign from a position without another one secured. Granted, I was not expecting to quit my job. I was asked to resign for reasons I have hypothesized and agonized to death over for weeks now. Even though I know, ultimately, it was only a matter of time. I tell myself they did me a favor. Something I never would have had the guts to do on my own. Leap.

Read More
Cancer versus Crazy

 ...there just seemed to be so much immediate love and understanding that having cancer means every bit of strength you have goes to fighting cancer so your community steps up to help cover the other bases. Meanwhile here I was wishing for death in a mind that had fractured and what I got was “it’ll pass soon.” “Hang in there Jess” “sending love and light”. I don’t want fucking love and light, I need HELP. I need the same kind of help someone with cancer needs. I’m hurting too. I’m fighting too. I’m trying, too!

Read More