There are days when it feels like everything has been flecked with rose gold and hazel and honey. They are rare … More
Author: Anna Mischke
Less.
I feel everything so keenly and bluntly today. A grade A example of a seemingly bipolar being, sensing each moment pointedly … More
Retreat.
The lust to wander is back full force and I don’t quite know what to do with this familiar feeling. … More
Object.
Inappropriate and sometimes downright aggressive encounters are not rare in the life of women today. All women, to varying degrees, … More
Lack.
Yesterday I was awakened from a hazy sleep with a text from my landlord asking if I had a check ready … More
Pillars.
I had the joy of celebrating this past weekend– and celebrating hard. With friends and family clustering around at every side … More
Nook.
This week I shared drinks on the sunlit porch of Hank’s conversing about life, work, projects and everything in between. When my … More
Anchored.
This Saturday we finally celebrated my mother’s fabulous marriage at a bridal shower that was beyond special. A bit belated, … More
A woman exceptional.
When I think of my mother, my mama, my friend- thousands of memories and emotions come rushing to the forefront … More
Dream.
I dream a lot. I dream vividly and lucidly and remember clusters of them like they were pulled from … More