Gamma Knife zappage tomorrow — join the party! Here’s how.
Hola kittens! Tomorrow, May 30 2013, is Gamma Knife Day to zap the five little fuckers in my brain. I put out a call on Facebook and so far 194 people have committed to sending me healing and energy, offering up prayers, drumming big mojo, or otherwise supporting my journey tomorrow. I believe that BIG things can happen when people band together for a common cause. I am honored and grateful for this outpouring of love and support. Please add your voice if you feel so inclined. Below is what I...
Read MoreA tale of two Karens
Karen I. Back in 2005 I got it in my head that I needed to move from where I was living in eastern Pennsylvania to Boulder, Colorado. Touring Boulder-area Waldorf schools that August was the clincher — one school mistakenly assumed we’d be moving that fall instead of the following year, which was the original plan, and suddenly there were boxes being packed and trucks being loaded and houses being rented and divorce papers being filed. One foot followed the next and the next and somehow...
Read MoreMy Mother’s Eulogy
My mother’s body was buried today. I wrote something to be read at the service since I can’t be there. Jane Elizabeth Harrer, March 21, 1935 — May 2, 2013. Child of the Depression My mother, Jane, was born during the Great Depression, the younger child of Clarence and Beatrice. She grew up in a Chicago suburb surrounded by family, living next door to her aunt and uncle and spending lazy summers by the river. By all accounts, she had a wonderful childhood filled with...
Read MoreAsking and Receiving
I watched a TED talk this week that blew my mind. Amanda Palmer’s The Art of Asking. Brilliant. Perfect. And oh so connected to my recent experience. Perhaps you’ve seen our plea for help? Help Continue the Grand Love Story of Kahuna and Akua. Yeah, that’s me. Akua. We posted the plea to Facebook and sent the link around to a few friends. People are freaking awesome. FREAKING AWESOME. Within minutes people had sent us money! My Kahuna ran up the stairs to me when he saw the...
Read MoreFor Jessica, on the occasion of her 29th birthday
Dear Jess, I”ll just say this straight: I had no idea what I was doing when you were born. I had a book — Your Baby and Child, by Penelope Leach (your father always pronounced it Pen-lope, so in my head I hear her name that way, poor lady). And I had a lot of desire. You were wanted. Very wanted. Have you ever seen the episode of I Love Lucy where Lucy is pregnant and tries to tell Ricky but he’s too busy to listen so she goes down to the club where he works and he figures it...
Read MoreFor Serena, on the occasion of her 13th birthday
Dear Sweetcake, Have I ever told you the story of your birth? You were incredibly wanted. When your older brother Nathaniel was about two and a half, I started thinking about the age gap between me and MY older brother, which I had always thought was optimal (probably because that’s what Grandma and Grandpa told me): two and a half years. I wanted Nathaniel to have a sibling close in age since your older sister Jessica was an only child for nearly 12 years until Nathaniel came along and...
Read More Hi. I’m Talyaa.
Cancer Chick.
Soulmate.
Wild Goddess.
Soulmate.
Wild Goddess.
I have Stage 4 cancer. Doctors have little hope and little to offer, so I had to take my healing into my own hands. Luckily, my soulmate is a break-the-rules warrior, so we created a radical healing program. My life will never be the same.
This time I'm living life like I mean it. No more tango somedays — living like a wild goddess starts now. I'm already the Cancer Goddess.
Next stop. Wild Goddess Life.
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