Thorne

I am a 49 year old wild woman.  I am a mother, a grandmother, a sister, daughter.  I am wise and naive, thoughtful and foolish, analytical and intuitive.  I have been a single mom, a wife, a widow and am now a partner.

I am a writer, and an artist having earned my living by my creativity for most of my adult life.  My current focus is body art in the form of custom permanent tattoo.

I am a feminist, a humanist, an environmentalist; a witch.  I am a crone before my time, having passed my moontides for some years now and having survived too many of those I love, including my soulmale and one true husband, Jerry, gone too soon at 45, in January of 1998 and precious baby grandson, Bishop Alexander, who passed from this world after too short a stay on October 18, 2007. 
I am a recovering alcoholic and addict of 20+ years of sobriety.  I have clinical depression, PTSD and panic syndrome which are treated and manageable.  I have fibromyalgia which is managed by diet, meditation and self awareness. I am struggling with acceptance of the term “disabled” as it applies to me.

I am a free thinker, I question authority, am an embarrassed conspiracy theorist, and a pretty far left activist.

I am the matriarch out of line of our clan, and live on 40 acres in the High Desert (Mojave) of So. Cali, where I share my home with my partner; the GirlyBoi love of my life, 4 dogs, 2 cats and 5 rescued/rehomed companion parrots and one spoiled cockatoo.  My disabled mom lives in a separate house here on the ranch with us.
I am a two time successful NaNoWriMo novelist who wants to actually finish and revise my novels for publication.
I am trying to find myself again, or better yet- recreate myself in the wake of my  life-quakes of the last several years.
“It’s a good life, if you don’t weaken”
~~anonymous attributed by Ruby I Escher, 1918-2008