An honest look at vaginal brachytherapy, cancer treatment, healing, humor, and finding freedom in unexpected places. ☢️ Fair warning: this is a post about my vagina. ☢️ If you clutch your pearls, avert your gaze, cover your ears, or quietly back out of the room, I still love you. But since I've chosen to live this cancer journey out loud, I feel like I'd be doing a disservice if I only shared the inspirational parts and left out the weird, awkward, uncomfortable, deeply human

There’s a common myth that creativity belongs only to artists, writers, musicians, or people with naturally “creative brains.” But creativity is far bigger than that. Creativity is how you solve problems. How you navigate change. How you communicate. How you reinvent yourself after loss. How you parent, lead, build, heal, dream, adapt, and imagine what’s possible when life refuses to follow the original script. Creativity is deeply human.

A candid cancer journey through surgery, healing, and uncertainty—woven with Passover themes of liberation, Dayenu, and the power of trusting your body and inner wisdom.

Winter doesn’t only strip things bare. It asks different kinds of questions than when your surroundings are sunny and in full bloom. What happens when certainty isn’t available? What stirs when life gets quieter? Where is this season inviting you to finally tell yourself the truth? Because underneath the noise and the schedules and the survival patterns, there is always a quieter voice inside you. The one that already knows what wants to change in your life.

That damned voice. You know the one. The “I’m not good enough” narrator. The “Who am I to be here?” heckler. The “Everyone’s judging me” clown. The “I hate the sound of my own voice” bully. And sometimes even the sneaky one that whispers, “What if I’m actually great… and that makes people uncomfortable?” What most people don’t realize is... those voices aren’t intuition, truth, or reality. They’re old messaging. Old protection strategies. A subconscious “crew” that learned, l