“When did you become so political?” my partner Joey asked me. I set down the irreverent flipbook while laughing at his response to the image that I posted with much glee on my Instagram page. “Mommy, when I grow up, I want to smash the white racist, homophobic, patriarchal bullshit paradigm too.” “I have always … Continue reading The Face of Courage
Sometimes all you need is a bulldog in your corner. My sixth grade teacher, Miss Kneece, championed her students with a tenacious, sometimes, well actually oftentimes, blunt manner. At a time when all I wanted to do was hide my vulnerbility and pre-teen angst, Miss K would look right through my guise and remind me … Continue reading Mentors, Teachers, Sheroes
I wore out the cassette tape of Jagged Little Pill by Alanis Morrisette while writing The Teen Spell Book: Magick for Young Witches. Unapologetic lyrics about the pain of perfection or daily indignations women endure, while striving to love ourselves just as we are, could bring me to my knees with wracking sobs or raging … Continue reading Unapologetic At Last
To publish a book is to look inside your heart, describe what you see, feel, hear, taste, smell, and know, then share that with the world. Signing The Book of Spells for Kimmy Tejasindhu, my editor at Ten Speed Press who came out to my book launch party at Copperfield Books with designer, Sara Weitzman. … Continue reading Vulnerability of the Heart
My first book, The Wicca Cookbook, was released on September 27, 2000. It is the most incredible feeling to hold a book that you grew inside the cauldron of your soul and spirit. I wrote eight books from 1999-2009 and then took a decade off of writing books to raise my beautiful sons. And now, … Continue reading The Book of Spells is on Sale!
September 6, 2015. Melinda’s Birthday Celebration (three days after her 45th birthday) I can taste the spice and the dark berries, maybe cassis. The wine is velvety and coats my throat with lusciousness. I open my eyes and toast to my friend Melinda who is seated next to me on the couch. She’s bald as … Continue reading A White Girl’s Carne Asada