Uncommon Sense: Wisdom For My Daughters - Jeanette LeBlanc

Uncommon Sense: Wisdom for my daughters

{This may be the longest post I have ever shared here – and yet it is just beginning, and the words keep coming in a way that tells me that this is a part of a much larger project that will continue to take shape over the next few months. …

to let a poem save you by jeanette leblanc

to let a poem save you

someday you will come across a poem and something about it will speak truth even if you don’t immediately know why take note you will need to keep this poem tucked in your back pocket. so when you find a poem like this -and you’ll know by the chill that …

you are not alone by jeanette leblanc

you are not alone

This past week – hell, this past month – it has been intense. Everyone I’ve talked to says the same. Of the deep sadness and the storm of anger and the descent to the underworld. Of the tears and the anger and the heartbreak and the grief. I don’t know if …

Do you need a creative community?

A few years ago I launched a writing course that exceeded all my expectations. Not because it made me rich or famous — but because of what happened inside the space created for the participants. What happened when those wild hearted souls gathered together was nothing short of magic. Writers …

for those who howl at the moon

This is for the ones who howl at the moon. This is for the ones who sing the song of the wolves. This is for those that hear and heed the call. For the wild ones. The untamable. The unashamed. This is for the truth seekers, the wisdom speakers. Those who …

You Are Here to Heal

Come here. I’m going to tell you a secret. It’s okay to hate today. To hell with all that positive thinking mumbo jumbo. Toss your gratitude journal to the side, just for now. It’s okay to wallow. It’s okay to feel like PMS and Mercury Retrograde and your hour and …

Start with what you know.

I like my wine in old mason jars and my whiskey poured over ice. Is it the same for you as it is for me, does the music hold the key to all your memories? I surround myself with green and growing things here in the desert to remind me of …