I took this photo parked cliff side in Big Sur overlooking the Pacific Ocean. The sun was setting with my lover worshipping her in my sunglasses. He purchased this can koozie for me and it's a silly loving reminder to myself that I got bite. I spent most my life soft with licks and kisses for even those that brought harm to me. I associated all anger with carelessness, and suffering. As if the very act of biting back would kill my spirit or worse make me like "them." I didn't know than the transformational energy of anger. It can be a catalyst for self empowerment and real healing. I was clinically forgiving to the point of spiritual recklessness and self abandonment. Anything but anger was my mantra. Turns out feeling no anger makes one into sheep. It's the fire in your belly that calls upon the wolf inside you. It cannot be a living place because you'll eventually burn up but rather a tool to call upon when you need to defend yourself, your family, and the mother. Here's to all you #badbitches fighting for what matters, defending your body, and chewing up limiting beliefs. There are no "good" or "bad" emotions. Let us FEEL IT ALL.