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Welcome to September 2026
A blessing for September—for cool mornings, gentle rain, full cupboards, paid bills, good health, deep laughter, ordinary magic, and enough breathing room to actually enjoy the life happening around us.
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Chaos, Meet Your Eviction Notice: Piecing Together the Archives
I went digging through the digital remains of my former blogs and found far more than old posts. Some made me laugh, some made me cry, and some made me wonder what in the actual hell Past Rae was thinking. The excavation is done—now comes deciding what gets shared, what stays in the archives, and…
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Digging Up My Digital Bones: Closing the Tomb on Thirty Years Online
I’ve been online since 1995. I recently went digging through the archives to rescue decades of old blog posts, only to find a chaotic paper trail of deleted accounts, restless reinventions, and the painful memory of people who judged my spiraling instead of stepping up. It’s time to close the tomb for good.
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Supernatural Woke Up the Girl Who Questions Everything
I thought I was watching fifteen seasons of two ridiculously codependent brothers hunting monsters in a gorgeous ’67 Impala. Instead, Supernatural reopened every religious, biblical, historical, and downright weird question I’ve been asking since childhood—from Cain’s mysterious wife and Lilith’s possible first divorce to Nephilim, 900-year-old men, Revelation, and who cleaned up all the poop…
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Happiness Isn’t in the Having
For years, I treated happiness like something waiting for me after the next problem was solved, the next goal was reached, or the next version of me finally got her shit together. Then grief—and one unforgettable line from Castiel—made me wonder if happiness was never hiding in the having at all.
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The Turning Point: I Intend to Honor My Life
At 56, a simple question from Hestia becomes a turning point: how do I want to live the rest of my life with honor, integrity, intention, peace, and joy?
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Proving the Odds Wrong: Personal Reflections on Turning 56
Born six weeks early at barely three pounds and given zero chance to thrive, I’ve spent 56 years beating the odds, surviving the unthinkable, and building a life rooted in strength, real love, and stubborn resilience.
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Embrace the People You Love & Live Your Best Life
Life is too short for someday, stale grudges, endless excuses, and waiting for the perfect time. Love hard, forgive harder, make the call, buy the ticket, use the good dishes, and actually be here while you’re here.
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Just Another Feral Sunday
What started with a miserable sofa-bed experiment, an upset dog, six ferret litter boxes, and a very feral morning somehow turned into homemade waffles, a two-hour nap, Dreamlight Valley, bruschetta, and a much-needed reminder that a bad morning does not have to ruin the whole day.
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The Big Flush: The Final Flush
Ten posts, one emotional enema, several suspicious gurgles, and enough spiritual plumbing to get me banned from Home Depot. The final question isn’t what else needs to go—it’s what I’m taking with me into 56. Then I’m officially taking a few days off from personal growth.
