I marched with my daughter and tens of thousands of other women and men this weekend.
I appreciated the shit out of the witty, fierce, snarky signs and slogans I saw everywhere I looked.
I even posted a few of the most amazing and sassy photos on Facebook.
But after only 24 hours, I stopped posting those pix. I stopped talking about them. I heeded the call to return to love instead. That’s why instead of me including some of the march pix here I’m sharing other images with you today. Read on to find out what they’re about.
As a Priestess who means business, I remember my purpose and my commitment. Every thought, word, and action is the most effective when it comes from love. And when I find that I’ve drifted off into negativity and in-your-face divisiveness, I return to love, return to love, return to love.