Rica Lewis is a yoga enthusiast and writer/editor. She’s basically a flexible word nerd. Her two favorite places to be are at the keyboard and on her mat. Yoga and writing help her make sense of this crazy life, sort out the clutter in her soul, and channel her energy into positive art. Thanks to […]Read More
(here be spoilers!) It’s Halloween time! And that means horror films of all kinds are in the seat of honor and played non-stop. What else would you watch in October? This is the month for dark and violent and bloody celluloid treasures, at least for you poor unfortunate souls who don’t enjoy the genre year-round. […]Read More
First, you should know that I don’t believe in God — a God, your God, any God — and that doesn’t upset me. The knowledge that we’re all just fending for ourselves down here on this lump of mud hurtling through the nothingness is okay-alright-cool with me. Some people do believe in religion, and I marvel at this, at their unwavering faith. I can’t imagine believing in anything with that much certainty!Read More
Even with all the progress made in the fight for Equal Rights, it’s still not always an easy thing being a not straight boy in today’s America. With a President hellbent on banning transfolk, a Vice President who seems to think conversion therapy is a good thing, a Supreme Court Justice who probably wouldn’t mind […]Read More
When I was a child, I had two recurring dreams. When I was very young, I dreamed – vividly – of an alligator coming into my room. I heard him slog up the stairs and through our apartment living room. With each step of his scaly feet, I heard a squishing, sucking sound. As he […]Read More
I survived though. I had re-emerged from the fiery pits of hell, I had become a new man; a new birth, a learned survivor from the twisted dark shadows of his soul that threatened to pull him down but had survived to tell his tale.
And I know you’re out there, survivor, I see you.Read More
What if… What if… What if…
I wish I could say that I rarely think this way, but I do. When I became open about my mental illnesses, I promised myself that I would always be honest with my readers. I don’t want to present myself in one way to an audience and be another in my private life.Read More
It is difficult to view complications as anything . But to keep moving forward in life, it is important to stop seeing the obstacles in our path as permanent and immovable dead ends. There is always a way around – even if it means we park the car, get out, and walk the rest of the way.Read More
I’ll be completely real: I’ve gone through a lot of phases in my life.
The “pink hair” phase.
The “peanut butter on everything” phase.
The “wearing old knee socks as gloves” phase
“I felt heavy and the depression I had fought for so long moved in and decided to stay. I stared at the wall for days, I was suicide watched. These were dark days and even darker nights.
And now I’m here.” Cee StreetLightsRead More