My family has eagerly been awaiting this day. Weeks of imagining, planning, and packing. Everyday being asked by three sticky faces “Is today the day?” We are currently propelling ourselves forward headed to the sweet Green Mountains. Our beloved home that we no longer reside in. It will surely be bittersweet as we steep ourselves … Continue reading The Dragon of Hardwick
I know, I know, why in gods name would I be writing about my nipples. To which I respond: WHY NOT?Why aren't more people writing about their nipples? If you havent learned anythign from your nipples you arent living your best life. I am pretty sure I could write a blog post about any part … Continue reading Lessons I Have Learned From My Nipples
Maybe scavengers isn't the right word... but it has a certain ring to it. I was contemplating the right terminology for describing my life with my husband and the kind of people that we just are. The stuff that seems to be the very substance of our being. And scavenger is what I came up … Continue reading Scavengers From The Beginning
For the past 6 months I have really been delving deep into the ideas of family trauma. Something about living close to my family again and now being painfully aware of where a lot of my lesser tendencies stem from. Things that in the past I tried to justify as normal behavior I now see … Continue reading For Fear Of Being A Witch
In making brunch this morning, I realized how long it has been since I wrote for The Hot Mess Homestead. Admittedly since beginning a more "professional" blog for my new business it is harder to find the time to write the things that center around my family and my home life. Not to mention that … Continue reading Laying A Foundation Stone
To the child that made me a mother, I was resigned to not write a blog post this week. I am exhausted after a long month, after a long season, after a long year. But it's your birthday and with my heart full of love my fingers will not rest. As I browsed the aisles … Continue reading A Letter To My First Born
We all come from different backgrounds, life circumstances, religions, and dispositions. Depending on the family you were born into or the place you were born can have drastic implications on the person you become... if you let it. I was born into a low income family with a schizophrenic con man for a father, and … Continue reading From Inner City Latch Key Kid To A Professional Yogi
I have never been one to do things the easy way. Thats a fact. So it makes sense in the middle of a sellers market, a world wide pandemic, and an economy on the brink od collapse I would decide it's time to buy a house. Now we decided that we wanted to avoid getting … Continue reading Buying A House In The Worst Of times
This here is an ode to the many things I left behind in community. When you enter into community life you bring all of your worldly possessions or lack their of. I came well endowed with things and over time those things sort of got enveloped into the community with little opportunity to grieve the … Continue reading Things I Left in Community
Things are beginning to take shape. By taking shape I mean that there are two options that seem to be completely valid ways to move forward intentionally as a family. And those two options couldn’t be any more different. To be fair smaller paths may have presented themselves prior to this point, which is the … Continue reading At a Crossroads
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