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A close-up, softly blurred image of a blue stethoscope resting on a light surface, with focus on the tubing and earpiece while the chest piece fades into the background.

Strong Fighter

Just Stop, I Can’t Handle It. It’s More Pressure  Than You Think. Your Choices For Me Become My Regets. It’s Harder Than You Realize. You’re

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April 6, 2026
Alicia, a white woman wearing a grey outfit with hair back and tattoos, is dancing during the "share your practice" closing ceremony at the Redefine Therapy Expressive Arts Retreat at The Villa Maria in 2025

We Are Held Screaming.

I couldn’t scream.  Yet, there were those inside that wished they did.  A little girl who wanted to scream  But instead was still.  Frozen with

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May 6, 2025

Out From Hiding

(CONTENT WARNING: This contains personal recollections of childhood sexual abuse, fat shaming, and eating disorders.) A few years ago, I decided it was time for

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November 25, 2024

As Is

Hey you.  Yes you. I see you.   It’s ok if you’re not ready to talk.  I hope it’s ok for me to share a few

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November 6, 2024

A Lullaby for Jason

I’ve written several pieces inspired by my friend Jason Fair on this blog. You can check out Merry Christmas, Jason, published just two weeks after

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September 23, 2024

Imaginary Friends

When we are called imaginary, we reappear. When we are called real, we disappear. When no one arrives, we appear. When no one calls, a

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August 8, 2024

Bless Our Tired Asses

This poem is inspired by a road sign we saw whilst on the Australia part of our pilgrimage: “Don’t trust your tired self.” Inspired by

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May 23, 2024

I Will Rise

I Will Rise was performed at the closing ceremony of the Redefine Therapy Expressive Arts Retreat April 28th, 2024. Judy and Alicia worked together, in the moment, to bring movement and dance into Judy’s poem in a call and response collaboration. 

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May 14, 2024
Dr. Jamie wrapped in a lit, rainbow sparking cloth similitude to a cocoon

Succor

I am not your guruI am not your motherI am not your slaveI am not your lover I cannot be the friend you might be

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May 9, 2024

To Dance is My Rebellion

To dance is my rebellion. To move this body through time and space, to move unapologetically, expansively, refusing to shrink, to be silent, to disappear.

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August 14, 2023

God is in the Music

This summer, I sat in a chapel run by a major religious order before the Holy Mass where my brother Paul would make his vows

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December 10, 2021