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I am the daughter of a gym rat. My dad was a lifelong athlete and became a Golden Gloves boxer in the Navy who said he remembered sparring with Charles Bronson back then. Not sure who won, but I can […]

On Independence Day here in the U.S., it occurs to me that we can view freedom in two ways….freedom to….. and freedom from… In my life, I have the freedom to: Choose my preferred emotional state, even if the feelings […]

Yesterday I eagerly took part in a Pridefest in my local town of Doylestown, PA. The sun beamed brightly on those gathered in the streets, to celebrate diversity, acceptance, love, and unity. A panoply of people of varying age ranges, […]

Having grown up on the melodious magic of Elton John, I knew I had to see the film Rocketman on the day it debuted. An epic (and I know that descriptor will be used by nearly every reviewer who watches […]

  Around 3 something this morning, I  woke up with a prayer running through my mind. I assured myself initially that I would remember it when I was more lucid and my eyes were open. Uh uh. “Get up, woman. You […]

“Reach out and touch somebody’s hand. Make this world a better place if you can.”- Nickolas Ashford and Valerie Simpson The lyrics to the song made famous by Diana Ross is an apt description of Epiphany Jordan’s new book entitled Somebody […]

Like every year since I landed on the planet a bit more than 60 years ago, I have experienced joys and challenges, contentment and distress, pain and pleasure, what I thought I wanted and what I am ultimately glad I […]

  What would it be like to live in the vibration of love? Life on steroids. Colorful. Juicy. Peaceful. Soul-nourishing and heart expanding. On a natural high without a need for substances. In synch with your reason for being on the planet. […]

Over the past few days, I have received numerous requests to replace my Facebook profile picture with a black box today. “Tomorrow, female blackout from 8:00 a.m. to 9:00 p.m. Its a movement to show what the world might be […]

I am sitting cross-legged in bed on a morning set aside from others in the Jewish religion in which I was raised. As a child, at this point in the day, I would be in synagogue, wearing a dress, knee socks […]