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And Do You Remember
And do you remember when you lifted me with one arm, as if I were a backpack filled with air, as we walked to the park with the big yellow slide down the road? And do you remember how you marveled at the corollas of seasonal blooms, and how you would say that we should take our lessons from flowers?
Embracing Your Darkness: Trusting Your Magic and Your Voice
The following is an article transcribed from a conversation between myself (Mimi Young) + June “Jumakae” Kaewsith of Your Story Medicine Podcast; the episode “Embracing Your Darkness: Trusting Your Magic and Your Voice”. Main topics discussed included why embracing our darkness is just as important as embracing our light; freeing yourself from the anti-aging culture, and stepping into a pro-aging
Excerpt 2 from Honouring Our Menses
“Day 1 gloriously descends. And by descension, it is an arrival, a reminder that I am not a sterile, prepackaged being of a Barbie doll society expects of me. The blood can fluctuate from dark to bright, thin or viscose, and I bleed, bleed, bleed. It has an animal-scent, which I do not mind, but mammalian nonetheless. If I am
Let’s Talk Longing
An Interview with Lisa Anderson Schaffer and Mimi Young The following is an article transcribed from a conversation between myself (Mimi Young) + Lisa Anderson Schaffer – artist and founder of Zelma Rose, author of These Three Things, and host/therapist consultant of Joy is Now Podcast. We shared recorded two juicy interviews, and the excerpt below is from episode 53,
Excerpt 1 from HONOURING OUR MENSES
“My days 26-28 in particular, I notice my instincts sharpen, my mind clouding, scent radar amplifying, and my body assuming the posture of shedding my internal skin. Like a serpent, I coil, hiss, bare my fangs, protect who and what I fiercely hold dear, and crave warm touch. My emotions and discernments, though at times exaggerated, are rarely wrong. I
We Are Year Older Now
We are all a year older now. Softer, wilder, breathless and breath-filled. We are all a year older now. Stories written on our faces, the artistry of spots and lines. We are all a year older now. Fences repaired, fences erected, fences removed. We are all a year older now. Ancestors visiting, visited, embodied, prayed to, dined with, sung to,
And Do You Remember
And do you remember when you lifted me with one arm, as if I were a backpack filled with air, as we walked to the park with the big yellow slide down the road? And do you remember how you marveled at the corollas of seasonal blooms, and how you would say that we should take our lessons from flowers?
Embracing Your Darkness: Trusting Your Magic and Your Voice
The following is an article transcribed from a conversation between myself (Mimi Young) + June “Jumakae” Kaewsith of Your Story Medicine Podcast; the episode “Embracing Your Darkness: Trusting Your Magic and Your Voice”. Main topics discussed included why embracing our darkness is just as important as embracing our light; freeing yourself from the anti-aging culture, and stepping into a pro-aging
Excerpt 2 from Honouring Our Menses
“Day 1 gloriously descends. And by descension, it is an arrival, a reminder that I am not a sterile, prepackaged being of a Barbie doll society expects of me. The blood can fluctuate from dark to bright, thin or viscose, and I bleed, bleed, bleed. It has an animal-scent, which I do not mind, but mammalian nonetheless. If I am
Let’s Talk Longing
An Interview with Lisa Anderson Schaffer and Mimi Young The following is an article transcribed from a conversation between myself (Mimi Young) + Lisa Anderson Schaffer – artist and founder of Zelma Rose, author of These Three Things, and host/therapist consultant of Joy is Now Podcast. We shared recorded two juicy interviews, and the excerpt below is from episode 53,
Excerpt 1 from HONOURING OUR MENSES
“My days 26-28 in particular, I notice my instincts sharpen, my mind clouding, scent radar amplifying, and my body assuming the posture of shedding my internal skin. Like a serpent, I coil, hiss, bare my fangs, protect who and what I fiercely hold dear, and crave warm touch. My emotions and discernments, though at times exaggerated, are rarely wrong. I
We Are Year Older Now
We are all a year older now. Softer, wilder, breathless and breath-filled. We are all a year older now. Stories written on our faces, the artistry of spots and lines. We are all a year older now. Fences repaired, fences erected, fences removed. We are all a year older now. Ancestors visiting, visited, embodied, prayed to, dined with, sung to,