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Books
Many of you have suggested I write a book. In 2014, I published my first book, Strongest In Our Broken Places – A Healing How To Book But that’s not what you are asking for now. I have collected a few of my death, dying and grief poems and published it in an ebook. It’s…
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The Cannabis (Dis)Connection
This topic might seem off-brand for me, but it really isn’t. This is, after all, The Foul-Mouthed Woman blog, a woman speaking uncomfortable truths. Well this is a doozy. At least for me. While contemplating the merits of sharing my personal story, my college classmate posted her nephew’s story on FB. As if a sign,…
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What It Means To Hold Space
One of the services I provide is holding space, but explaining that to people can be difficult. It is a healing tool used frequently by mystics, healers, and death care workers, as well as others. It is a vague phrase that covers a rather broad complicated idea…yet also a rather simple idea. Holding space is…
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Empath VS Trauma Response?
Have you seen one of these meme’s floating around social media (the black part, not the red part)? Well, I’m here to discuss the untruth of it. In the past several years there’s been new light shone on Trauma Responses. In the past several years there’s also been new light shone on being an empath.…
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Do No Harm
The phrase “I’m sorry for your loss” has taken some hits lately. Some people feel it lacks empathy and true comfort. I find it fine. It’s neutral. For me it says, “I feel sorrow that you are feeling sorrow.” Nothing is more empathetic than that. As for comfort, truly nothing brings comfort to someone actively…
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New Year’s Eve 2022
Happy New Year’s Eve 2022!! I’m not sure exactly what I want to write, but sitting down at the laptop felt like where I wanted to be at this moment. For many many years I made it a point to journal on New Year’s Eve. My daughter was little and my husband worked midnights, so…
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All The Right Stuff
You might want to put on your seatbelts, grab a snack, a warm blanket, a cup of tea and settle in before you start reading this. Right now I have a ton of related esoteric thoughts swirling through my brain all demanding to be released at the exact same time. Putting them in some order…
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One Death, Two Losses
When my Grandmother died, I distinctly remember the realization that I was no longer ‘somebody’s someone special’. She died. I lost someone special to me, but I also lost the experience of being someone’s somebody special. When my mother died I became a motherless daughter. I not only lost my mother, I also lost being…
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The Twilight Days
Twilight is the most magical part of the day for me. In college I would often walk out to a field, or lake, to watch as the world put away its daytime energy to snuggle into its nighttime routine. For me twilight was the magical hour and many of my poems were inspired during twilight…
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Collateral Damage
I am the quiet one. The observer. I often share very little deep personal stuff on social media platforms, and if I’m honest I share very little deep personal stuff in my friendships as well. I often am the space holder. I offer empathy and compassion to those who are revealing very deep and personal…
Judith Klemos
Sacred Medicine
Judith Klemos 