By Alicia Moore A couple of weeks ago I shared a post about a friend of mine that passed away. I touched on anxiety, and how it can manifest in the body. We often want to curl up and hide from the world; we wish to conceal, disappear, disintegrate. It’s funny, because...
By Alicia Moore (Part 1 of 2) A brilliant, beautiful friend of mine was murdered six weeks ago. It has taken me nearly all of that time to unravel myself from the tight ball I contorted my body into. It was as if the news had made my belly muscles contract, pulling me...
by Alicia Moore In the moonlit mountain air, I dance to the maddening bass in my head– bonfire ablaze at my feet as I thrash my body in the deep, orange glow of night. Little glass bottles of Ayahuasca shake and clank as each foot thumps the grayish clay....
Welcome to those delightfully crisp mornings! Nothing says autumn quite like delicious food; it is the Season of Harvest, after all. So I’m going to share two of my favorite fall recipes with you below. 1. I love butternut squash! If I had more time, I would...
By Alicia Moore “Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.” ― Maya Angelou Music has changed the trajectory of my life; it has pulled me to shore, and pushed me out to sea. Music is my anchor, my life vest, my...
By Alicia Moore I woke up in Leadville, Colorado this morning in a red tent surrounded by those tall, thin pine trees that look like they might topple over at the slightest gust. I woke to the sting of a crisp predawn, to darkness, stillness, silence. I am grateful...
