Discussion of news topics with a point of view, including narratives by individuals regarding their own experiences

Every year, the Solstice Parade, which features naked bike riding, starts the same for me: cold sweats and regrets.

It isn’t until I disappear into a crowd of naked, painted riders that I start to feel more comfortable in my own skin.

It’s easy to forget the purpose of our bodies: to transport us, to bring us joy and pleasure, to guide us as we experience the world.

I remind myself every day that my worth is not measured by how others see me, and ironically, nothing makes me more confident in that fact than riding naked in a parade.

What life would look like if coffee were a person

Imagine if your morning cup of joe came in human form

How taking care of my plants helps me take care of myself

I have ferns, succulents, cacti and more, and they all require special care

Parenting comes with challenges, but navigating day care was nearly impossible

Elizabeth Warren’s universal child care proposal is the most exciting idea I’ve heard from a candidate