How ironic is it that I write a post about pregnancy and mothers on the eve of this New Moon? This moon is in Cancer, which rules home, mother and family.
I wasn’t thinking about what sign the moon was in while writing, it was just in sync with the Universe. Astrology is amazing. I taught myself how to read my birth chart about a decade ago, and I find it to be a great map for your quest. Continue reading
The year was 2002. I was 17 years old, and hanging out with my friend girl and I told her that I’d just found out that I was pregnant. She choked on the blunt. She said to me, ” Bitch, go get an abortion. I’m trying to tell you it’s better for you. Don’t have that baby!.”
I told both my sister and aunt that I was pregnant and both of them said that I should get an abortion. My aunt told me to get the abortion and join the military. I told her that I would be chapped out of the military due to my rebellious attitude. My sister insisted that I call the abortion clinic to get the procedure done.
This is an essay from a pal of mine, Lauren Norsworthy. We could all use some of his timeless wisdom, Here you go!
Been drifting for about six months now
With nowhere to go
Toting my luggage with me, trying to find out how
I will make it out here alone, just roaming
With nowhere to go
The evolution is here!
Time to grow now, because haste makes waste!
Let’s turn the story into our story. It’s my generation
and I have the right to …grow or die.
Live life to the fullest but don’t forget to
give reverence to the Most High. I can stay high…
so high, with he Most High on my side.
Grow or die. No regrets. Break the cycle.
Happy Full Moon, readers! It’s not so bad, actually. I feel great anyway…
This month’s full moon is in Sagittarius, which is a fire sign and so much fun! I love Sagittarians for their sense of humor and expertise in having fun. They’re the perfect people to party with, as with all fire signs. Continue reading
I dislike being in the same space for months and years at a time. I have to get away sometimes from my neighborhood, and see new faces and places.
In Texas, I dropped out of college and set up shop in my good friend’s bathroom (my loft) to write a screenplay. I learned nothing in college besides how to Google for answers to my questions. One answer that got me going was the steps to write a screenplay, so I asked my friend if it would be okay to pack up my stuff and head out to East Texas and write. He obliged. Continue reading