Word, Mamas.

Words are powerful. They shape our communication, understanding, and connection to one another. Every word holds images, emotions, biases, and past experiences unique to each person. We have the dictionary definitions and then we have all the ways we have defined the words through our filter to the world.

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Rhea Grogan
Oh Boy

When my son was born, I wanted to lick him. His perfect head smelled like birth, and because he was no longer inside me, holding and kissing and nursing wasn’t close enough. I wanted to lick him, to ingest his smell, taste the blood and fluids we shared, to hang on to the intimacy we’d had for nine months. 

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Rhea Grogan
Sacred Corner

There is a room over our garage. They call it a bonus room. It’s not a real room for lack of closets. The space is surprisingly expansive- the last stop on a tour of our house and the neglected last step of moving in. Here, we keep mismatched dressers, random lamps, weird bed stands, and a cushy, leather chair, leftover from single days.

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Rhea Grogan
Retreat Believer

Upon beginning my two night stay in an Elk Lake cabin with 12 other women, I thought myself very clear on the benefits of retreats. This one was called Walking in Wisdom. I was ready to get wiser. I’d been to summer camps as a kid and love me some self-reflection.

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Rhea Grogan