Pondering

  I long for the long road that fades into the horizon, a road that ripples under raw heat and forces you to move on. I long for the smell of hot sage and solitude. I need a day where I don’t have to talk to anyone—a day with me. I’m always anxious. I long...

Sacred Slut: Sexting, Facebook & Teens

Dear Sacred, My 14-year-old niece is posting provocative pictures of herself on Facebook. She claims to be pretty chaste with boyfriends, not doing much beyond kissing. She’s been caught sexting and had consequences from her parents, school, and the boy that she...
Can I Get A Hug?

Can I Get A Hug?

Yesterday after a twenty minute pout, complete with exaggerated sighs and long faces, my boyfriend finally asked, “is something wrong?” Now, I, teacher of sacred touch, had to draw from every workshop I’ve ever attended to muster the courage to...