When I First Came Out,

Emotional Pain Makes Me Want To Isolate. Or Hit Back. It's Very Tough To Rise Above My Natural Inclinations. I'm Always Working On This.

My Mom Lived On An Ashram On The Early Eighties. She Turned Me On To Kundalini Yoga And Chanting And Transcendental Meditation. That Was The First Time I Ever Knew Real Peace.

Love Is When I Smile And Breathe Deeply Down To My Toes. I've Given Myself A Gift Of Caring For Myself And Learned A New Way To Look At My Issues. And I'm Lying In Some Fresh Sheets Looking Out The Window At Some Visual Beauty... A Mountain, An Ocean, A Stream, A Forest. A Lovely Man Lying Next To Me Or My Babies Sleeping.

To Me, It Was About Finding New Opportunities. I Know My Voice Touches People. It Has For Years. I Can't Give That Up.

I've Had Enough Boyfriends And Enough Issues. I'd Seen Enough Train Wrecks.