I looked up and saw Orion Belt and sword Outstretched arms Grounded stance floating in the heavens on Christmas Eve I want to be Orion Weightless and brilliant On-the-ready No one able to pull me down But I am mortal and not Orion Tethered and uncertain Tripping and scraping Serving food and drink on an empty stomach

We took a bite out of the holiday budget to get new Christmas stockings and bought these beautiful wool stockings from Eighth Generation. Left to Right: From Thunderbird Arrives Wool Blanket by Louie Gong (Nooksack) From Cherokee Treasure Wool Blanket by Bryan Waytula (Cherokee) From Walk in Beauty Wool Blanket by Ahsaki Lafrance-Chachere (Diné/Navajo and African American) They’re very spacious, with room to hold more than a few goodies.

This past week I caught up on the latest available season of Bakeoff. So naturally I was inspired and decided to eat through random ingredients around the kitchen. This was a sweet potato (that I’ve had for a while) mashed with Mexican style sour cream, salami, and aged cheddar, and a pinch of salt and pepper.

Winter is off to a bumpy start. Finding the energy to even FEEL like what I'm doing on the daily is okay is exhausting in and of itself. Whether that's doom scrolling, only doing two loads of laundry a week, or only managing making one meal a week as opposed to heating up another pizza or eating cereal, I'm trying to give myself some damn grace. The symptoms from menopause and ADHD together come like rogue waves to a ship that's trying to get to port. Only to realize there is no port.

I’m hesitant to post this work that I’ve been working on. But I think it’s a manifestation of an anxiety dream I had recently. I won’t go into details, but the themes in it were f…