Vibe of the Month

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That what I am is what I am cause I does what I does
And maybe I’d relax, let my breast just bust open
My heart’s made of parts of all that surround me
And that’s why the devil just can’t get around me
Every single night’s alright, every single night’s a fight
And every single fight’s alright with my brain



Song: Every Single Night, Fiona Apple

Painting: Celtic Trees, Hubert Roestenburg

January’s Discoveries: Health Studies, Self-Care, and Art

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Read Long and Prosper: Book readers live longer lives than non-readers

The Mind/Body Connection A good diet can help treat depression.

CBD Oil Helped this Woman Treat Her Lupus: Here’s how it can help you.


“Everything is Awful and I’m Not Okay: Questions to Ask Before Giving Up”: A self-care checklist for when you’re down.

“Do Yoga with Me”: Free online videos for yogis of all skill levels.

A Beginner’s Guide to Exercise: Volume One. Here’s a basic introduction to exercise terms and weight loss data.


 “‘Cause I’ve been to the bottom of fear and self-loathing
And in all of that darkness, love came along
Though I still know my way down to that basement
I leave it behind when I hear these songs
I leave it behind when I hear these songs

Against the armies of darkness, I’ll ride out to meet them
Against the haters and halfbaked, I’ll win them with song
Careerists in power, I’ll sweep out the ashes
If this world is it, I’ll make it my home
If this world is it, I will make it my home”

“Just Like a River”, Old Man Luedecke



I give you back your heart.
I give you permission—

for the fuse inside her, throbbing
angrily in the dirt, for the bitch in her
and the burying of her wound—
for the burying of her small red wound alive—

“For My Lover, Returning to His Wife” – Anne Sexton



“The Yellow Cow” – Franz Marc

“Essence” – Lucinda Williams

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Lucinda Williams has been sneaking around under the radar for years with a blend of folk, blues, and country.  This undefinable goddess has a down-to-earth touch and focuses on love, heartbreak, and longing. The title song on this album – “Essence” – is a song about love, but I honestly thought it was a stealth drug song. Well, you know, drugs and sex type deal. Oops, guess I’m projecting again.

Anyway, Essence isn’t her most well-received album, but it’s my favorite. Here we go:

Baby, sweet baby, I want to feel your breath
Even though you like to flirt with death

Baby, sweet baby, can’t get enough
Please come find me and help me get fucked up

I am waiting here for more
I am waiting by your door
I am waiting on your back steps
I am waiting in my car
I am waiting at this bar
I am waiting for your essence

I envy the rain
That falls on your face
That wets your eyelashes
and dampens your skin
And touches your tongue
And soaks through your shirt
And drips down your back
I envy the rain

“I Envy the Wind” – Lucinda Williams