I LOVE SPRING!
We're getting our tits out!!
Darlingest people,
It is nighttime (ie the Right Time ie the Write Time) and all the good things are in place: a sleeping child, a sleeping partner, a sleeping cat, a waxing moon, and thee.
I am here to tell you of not one, not two, but three excellent incoming things during Pride month, a quick little shimmy of personal revelation, and a quick inquiry into the current state of your creative practice! Inquiring minds want to know!
The excellence incoming:
First up: Antlers of the Heart, the twice-yearly-ish communal chest & breast care extravaganza that I have the joy of co-piloting with my beloveds mo and Willa, is coming up at the top of June.
If you know you’d get something wonderful out of connecting with your body in a way that centers your agency and sensations, and that places you in relationship with all other life on the planet as someone who intrinsically and essentially belongs here, right here and now, in the body that is yours, with no need to be any different in order to be richly deserving of the cornucopia of goodness and healing that we hold for each other - please come. Bring friends. Nothing is nicer than getting our tits out together.
—> ONLINE!
—> 10 am - 1 pm PST // 1 pm - 4 pm EST
—> $120-240
—> scholarships + sliding scale available (please just ask!)
—> video available to registrants for 6 months after
WHO IS ANTLERS FOR?
Everybody is welcome & you’re invited in particular if you are:
Experiencing or supporting fertility, pregnancy + lactation journeys
Experiencing or supporting pre- or post-chest or breast surgery of any kind - cancer-related, gender-affirming, augmenting/reducing, etc.
A human being who is interested in having greater agency, contact, and skills to care for yourself and for your fucking incredible body
A bodyworker, birthworker, somatic practitioner or manual therapist of any variety who includes or wants to include these often neglected parts of the body.
WHAT WILL HAPPEN?
3 hours of skill-building + supervised practice with the tools: castor oil packing, self-massage and gua sha
Anatomy + physiology
Discussion of the elements as we experience them constitutionally
A ritual ground of spirit and connection
WHO ARE THE TEACHERS?
Pam, mo, and Willa: we are 3 queer bodyworkers and educators with 50+ years and thousands of hours holding bodies between us, ready to answer all and any questions, and we especially like the weird ones.
All info and registration can be found HERE <3
Second excellence:
Pap Smears for Queers at Dyke Day on June 13!
For the 5th year running, a gang of Los Angeles-based midwives, doulas and sex educators are tabling at Dyke Day to bring the respectful, chill, hands-off pap smears everybody deserves to our community.
Dyke Day is the most ridiculous and glorious day of the year, and we will be there with shade, a sex ed library, vibes, merch, cuteness, and the Pap Tent, a private, clean, comfy space where you can receive the care you fuckin deserved all along.
This is a by-queers, for-queers space. Trans bbs, please come find out that well-person gyno care doesn’t have to suck AT ALL. We want you to be so so so so healthy, and we want you to get care on your own terms.
For people with money:
Every year, we offer up our knowledge and labor free of charge every year, but labs aren’t free, and we are able to cover lab fees for those who need it because we receive donations from people in our community who have extra to share.
And if you’re at Dyke Day, please come find us!! Come read the horny books and zines, ask all your sex and body questions (we are unfazed by your TMI, yes that’s a dare), buy some cute merch, get a pap, learn self-insertion so you never have to faff around and feel uncomfortable at the gyno clinic again, talk to the midwives, hide from your ex. Come on over so we can kiss your cheeks.
Third excellence:
TAKE BACK THE SPECULUM
Gay Wrath Edition
June 20, 2026
10-1 PST / 1-4 EST / 6-9 GMT
ONLINE
Let’s talk about bodily autonomy, loves.
Let’s talk about all the ways we have been taught from the beginning to surrender our authority, our knowing, our opinions, our comfort, and, far too often, our health under pressure.
Let’s talk about what that looks like under political systems in which what we choose for ourselves may not be available, depending who’s calling the shots on what is legal, what is possible, what is affordable.
And then let’s flip all that shit on its head.
Take Back the Speculum is a crash course in body literacy and sex education for people who never received the transformative, agency-focused, pleasure-centered, gender-affirming, body-honoring initiation into powerful adult embodiment that their sex ed should have been.
We continue the powerful tradition of self-help at the center of the feminist healthcare and reproductive justice movements, and we stand on the shoulders of our elders and ancestors in this work.
Join me for a deep dive into everything you need to know to reclaim your innate powers, connect with your body, take the reins of your destiny, & make sure your doctor knows that they’re working for you.
TBTS is open to & appropriate for all human beings with internal sexual anatomy. This is an explicitly and absolutely queer-, trans-, kink-, SW- and poly-friendly space.
More info & registration can be found HERE!
The personal revelation:
I love you. Many of you have written to me or reached out somehow to check in and let me know that my last missive about my recent tango with breast cancer and all attendant aspects hit them quite hard, and I have tucked every good and tender wish like a feather into my nest with SO MUCH gratitude for you. Thank you, thank you for your blessings and your care. I have not responded to all of your good words yet, but please know that I have received them all and am moved beyond words.
I completed a short course of radiation last Tuesday, which, much like the above image in reverse, was administered with extraordinary, space-age precision and astounding kindness. The zapping has left me somewhat fatigued, inclined to take the good counsel of my wizard team to rest even when I don’t feel tired (and from Willa: what might it mean to get TOO MUCH SLEEP?), and in good spirits.
Leaving the hospital after the final zap, having just rung the bell to signal its completion, I wept mightily with relief, with the letting-go of making it all manageable and OK for my loved ones and my kid, and with the realization of how gigantic and terrifying and front-loaded an experience this has been.
Three cheers for the relationality that ties every room together. I feel so fucking lucky to be holding hands, moving over the earth with this life to live, and truly grateful for all of the true connections, near and far, old and new, that form the ground beneath my feet.
Last thing and then to bed:
One of the actions that has been defined these strangely-shaped months has been revisiting The Artist’s Way. Friends in different corners of my life began talking about it virtually simultaneously - not people with expendable wealth and endless free time, but people with kids, working people with less time than they need, all with a very direct sense of needing structure to reclaim their time and attention and experience in order to return to what’s fundamental to them - and it was ripe timing for me to begin to braid in even an attempt at consistent practice.
The foundational morning pages are very strong and clarifying medicine for me, and other creative practices have now begun to emerge in the margins in ways I’m very curious about.
What is your creative practice like these days? How do you feel about yourself as a maker, an artist, a singular creative force? What are you making, and what are you dreaming about making? What resources do you need, and what would you be doing differently if you had them?
Please write back if you feel like it and let me know what’s shakin for you.
XOXOXOX