Writer, Storyteller, and Producer working at the intersection of culture and technology. www.leahlamb.com & www.medicinestories.com
I’m thinking about yonis.
For the record, until recently, I thought “yoni” was a tropical fruit. Turns out is it sanscrit for, “a crack between worlds… a portal for life to come through.”
“Oh no,” James said. He is my 5 year old nephew.
“Only sacred things go there.
And this is a stone, not a rock.”
I tried to hide my shit eating grin.
Raina casually mentioned that after band practice the other day.
According to Chinese medicine, grief lives in the lungs.
Today I’m here to say, grieving doesn’t have to…