In all honesty, I must say that I have been afraid of my woman. The full measure of who I am. I had been running on probably 3/4 of a tank. Over the last few years, I have come into my full self. My full being. I know who I am and I know what I want. I am fully formed. Self raised. Owning my life and my destiny.

This is a sweet compilation of my journey. First entry is from when I was about 13 years old and seeing the evolution…is quite stunning.

This book is poetic and spiritual. Sweet, gushy and messy. It captures core conflict. Sex. Men. Power. God. Women.

It is bold and vulnerable.  It is whispering in the cool of the day and it is panting at night.  It will cause you to pause and sit on the seat of your own soul.

There are entries for notes and reflections. Hopefully, you will write something on every page. Something about you…who you were, are and becoming.

I am open because open to me means free.

And that I am.

I am free.


The Making of Some Kind of Feminist



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