I am no damsel in distress in need of saving. I have been saving myself for a lifetime. I am a Queen. I am a Priestess. I am a Goddess. None of these titles require another to pick me up off of the ground and protect me from dragons. I am my own dragon. Raw…

White Ink runs through every woman I meet, she does not need to have birthed or breastfed a child. It is the line of her ancestral mothers running through her body. Flowing through mine. I feel her breath inside my own. It is the beat of flow which each woman shares, the power to nourish…

Writing is my breath, my awareness, my way of connecting with myself through meditation.  When words find themselves through my fingers, I can breathe more easily because a thought or a thought process is released. They are released through my fingertips on the this keyboard, or through my hands with a pen and paper. Both…