Zola MarsUsing Food Scraps as Libations for HekateSacred garbage connects us to the profundity of the circle of life.2h ago2h ago
Zola MarsA Father I Never MetConstructing a father figure in the imagination is different from having a real one.Jun 281Jun 281
Zola MarsShame Inflicted on the Wrong PersonMy Great Aunt’s abusive, unfaithful husband wouldn’t allow my mother and I on the property because I was born out of wedlock.Jun 251Jun 251
Zola MarsA Visit to Fort Wellington and Kelly’s BeachA sunburnt day of exploring small-town life via heritage sites and the waterfront.Jun 211Jun 211
Zola MarsClearing Away The Wounds of Narcissistic AbuseWorking on our own lives isn’t easy when we have a narcissistic person making their problems the focal point of reality.Jun 195Jun 195
Zola MarsObservations About Fraternizing With Local SeagullsWild life can be pretty wild. Not all bird watching requires binoculars.Jun 191Jun 191
Zola MarsExploring The Idea of Moving To Prescott, OntarioMy daughter and I will be taking a Summer Solstice day trip to catch some vibes.Jun 181Jun 181
Zola MarsThe Unsettling Psycho-Spiritual Adventures of a Reformed Mad-WomanI got tossed into mystical waters and almost drowned. Eventually, I learned to swim.Jun 152Jun 152