Lady Uppity woke feeling sad. And a little terrified. Perhaps I’m just a little homesick. After all, it had been two months since she left home, relocating while the mold was eradicated and the flooring repaired. Insurance delays had stretched the work far longer than anyone expected. Lost in thought, sipping her morning coffee and… Continue reading The Sacred Threshold
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The Quiet Search for Approval
Lady Uppity was exhausted and didn’t fully realize just how tired she was until her head hit the pillow that first night. She slept for hours, woke only long enough to eat some yummy fruit and toast — thanks to Lady Birdsong’s generosity and kindness — then promptly took another nap before going to bed… Continue reading The Quiet Search for Approval
Standing Inside Love Without Effort
Yesterday, when I stopped trying to feel anything at all, I felt something I can only call home. After days, months — even years — of schlepping around the stories, the fears, the anxiety, I gave up. I surrendered. I stopped, took a deep breath, and closed my eyes. My thoughts drifted to my late… Continue reading Standing Inside Love Without Effort
1 · 1 · 1 — A New Year’s Meditation & Ritual
January 1, 2026 Today is a rare convergence:1 · 1 · 1 Not a call to start over,but an invitation to begin from center, from where we are now. A Soft 1 · 1 · 1 Meditation Take a moment. Place one hand on your heart, one on your belly. Let your breath slow. On… Continue reading 1 · 1 · 1 — A New Year’s Meditation & Ritual
The Uppity Woman’s Guide to Sovereignty
I Stopped Carrying Pain That Was Never Mine There comes a time in every woman’s life when she realizes she has been carrying sorrows, expectations, judgments, and wounds that never truly belonged to her. Some were inherited—passed down through a lineage that began long before Jesus, Mary Magdalene, or Buddha. A lineage that taught women… Continue reading The Uppity Woman’s Guide to Sovereignty
Beyond the Veil: A Love Letter to the Witness
Ram Dass once said: By cutting through the veil of illusion, one realizes they are not the body or the mind. In fact, we are seduced into the appearances of reality. The game is to get free from attachments to the senses by using the witness. I keep coming back to that line—using the witness.… Continue reading Beyond the Veil: A Love Letter to the Witness
When the Voice Trembles: Returnng to the Heart
When Fear Comes Calling Speak your truth, even if your voice shakes. — Maggie Kuhn There are days when insecurity moves through me like a cold wind.Unsteady. Unwanted. Unloved.Even after years of breathwork and affirmations, the fear still finds a crack. I tell myself, Stop!But the heart doesn’t follow commands; it only softens when it’s heard.… Continue reading When the Voice Trembles: Returnng to the Heart
The One Guru is You
What if there were no gurus?No masters. No chosen few.Only consciousness, remembering itself through you. What if every teacher, every mystic, every saint was simply showing you your own reflection — the light of your own divine awareness peeking through human form? For centuries, we’ve looked outward for guidance, kneeling before those who seemed to… Continue reading The One Guru is You
The Currency of Love
I used to think the universe ran on a law of exchange: work hard, earn the reward; lose something, gain the lesson—the cosmic version of a balanced checkbook. But the longer I’ve watched life move through me, the less it feels like accounting and the more it feels like circulation. Nothing is truly lost or… Continue reading The Currency of Love
Yes, I’m a Bitch—And It’s Ms. Bitch to You
An Open Letter from One Uppity Woman Who Knows Her Name My first job out of high school was in a little mom-and-pop fabric store in Paoli, Pennsylvania. Mr. Goldberg owned the place, and the real boss was a silver-haired woman named Dorothy Gage—kind, efficient, and clearly in charge. When I was hired, Mr. Goldberg… Continue reading Yes, I’m a Bitch—And It’s Ms. Bitch to You