I don’t know when exactly it happened, but somewhere in the course of my 34 years, I accepted the idea that most of my clothes would be uncomfortable. These days, I have a closet full of five-inch stilettos, nipped-waist pencil skirts and close-cut clothing in rough, hard-finish fabrics. And most of the time I’m completely fine with […]
Tag: beauty
The Body Electric: Day Seven
You would think it would be easy by now — that seeing my own magic would feel as natural as breathing. But there are still days when it’s work… Days when I look at the mirror and see myself fading, and believe the lie that this makes me less: Less valuable. Less powerful. Less human. On those days, I turn […]
The truth behind the quiet …
If you’ve been reading my words for awhile, you may have noticed a quiet here, building. It’s not that I haven’t been posting; it’s just that I haven’t been saying very much. This is a tell: it’s something I always do before I’m about to speak. … A little intake of breath, I suppose. […]
Let’s talk …
Last week, quietly and without much fanfare, alpha // whiskey // foxtrot surpassed a milestone that still blows my mind a little bit: by my latest check, I’ve got 1,066 followers and counting. I’ll be honest: this is both wonderful and a little unsettling. Most days, I envision myself writing to about as many friends as I […]
be still …
Noon. I curl up on the down-filled sofa under the big bay window. Watch the light flickering down through the limbs of the old oak: There is nothing I must puzzle out here: no meaning to decode. No sign or symbol to deconstruct. There’s just me, with the sun warm on my skin. And the sun […]
This is me, before I wore my body like a ball & chain … {on innocence lost … & joy reclaimed}
The other day, while rummaging around in an old box of photos, I stumbled over this snapshot from the 1990s, and I just couldn’t look away: For two days now I’ve been going back to it, trying to puzzle what it is about the image that haunts me so. And then today, it struck me: […]
an alpha // whiskey // foxtrot anniversary …
It’s funny, but it occurred to me for the very first time today that in just a few weeks, alpha // whiskey // foxtrot will celebrate its one-year anniversary — and nobody’s more shocked about this than me. I can still remember the first time I hit that little blue “Publish” button. Back then, I […]
Oh, God, knock me to my knees in wonder …
Teach me that – sometimes – to lie down in a green fieldis to be slain in the spirit … To learn the call of the mockingbird is to speak in tongues … And to walk with head unbowedunder the blue skyis to stare at the ceilingof your Sistine Chapel … painted and repainted by the minute […]
Same Body, Second Glance: Last Look
August 10, 2014 Today my heart is hungryfor some new horizon.I’m not talking about a placeyou get to with a passport.I’m talking about a placeyou get to by opening your eyes. And I want to reclaimall the places inside meovertaken by darkness–dark not because the lightstopped shiningbut because my soulstopped seeing. /// {{Wondering what’s going […]
Same Body, Second Glance: Day Forty
August 9, 2014 Today is my fortieth day … Can you believe it? And *this…* This is what I’m holding onto… ❤ /// {{Wondering what’s going on here?? Almost a year ago, I found myself on bad terms with the person in the mirror. So I made a commitment: every day for forty days, I’d […]
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