the autoimmune hippie.

Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. . . Practice resurrection. – Wendell Berry

Miranda Herring

  • truth.

    to tell the truth to tell it all in all its beauty in all its pain in all its vulnerability in all its loneliness even if it blows up the world your world go build a new one a brighter one speak your truth paint your truth sing your truth write your truth dance your… Read more

  • shanann, bella, celeste, and niko (and saving others from violence)

    Trigger Warning: Honestly, y’all, I don’t even know how to word this or what to say. I wrote in a post earlier last week that I was going to revisit the Watts Family murders and this is that post. It pertains to abuse and violence and it will be graphic. After Christopher Watts confessed what… Read more

  • so so grateful.

    When I shared my previous post on Facebook, I had to laugh and tell everyone that I felt like the April Fools was on me, because, as sure as I wrote it all, my CRPS launched into a full pain crisis and has stayed there. I still meant – and mean – every word of… Read more

  • i’m really sick – but i’m really good too.

    Y’all, it seems that my Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS) is trying to flare in a bizarre sort of way right now. I’ve written about it before but CRPS is sort of a medical anomaly anyway and it is new to me as well as I just developed it at the end of last year… Read more

  • my 2 year soberversary.

    Shortly after midnight last night, this popped up on my phone:   Going alcohol free is still absolutely one of the best decisions I have ever made. My second year of sobriety has been a been a beautiful one for sure, with adventures great and small. I’ve been on some wonderful road trips:   And… Read more

  • opening our eyes to the big, hungry picture – because sometimes our privilege is blinding.

    Late last night, or early this morning really, my daughter and I were sitting up, having the best time. She was on her phone, checking out e-books from the library and telling me all about them. I was looking through articles I have been behind on and getting caught up on my subscriptions and telling… Read more

  • stardust we are.

    On Ash Wednesday, we remember our impermanence. Ashes are imposed on our foreheads, both as a reminder of our mortality and a sign of penitence, as our priest (or pastor) says, “remember you are dust and to dust you will return.” It’s always a somber – but beautiful – service. And all good Catholics, Episcopalians,… Read more

  • wherever you go, go with all your heart.

    It was a busy weekend in the Hippie Hut. On Friday, my better half and I went to visit our family and just had a wonderful day with them. ❤ Then. . . On Saturday, my bestie, Al, my daughter, Sara, and I loaded up for our long-awaited trip to Atlanta to hear Nadia Bolz-Weber… Read more

  • writer life. 🖤

    I’m in the midst of writing a LONG post – that I expect to finish after a fabulous outing tonight. It’s taking quite awhile – and it’s going to set some folks hair on fire. But you know what? My dreams growing up were to be a writer and to work for social justice. And… Read more

  • When Is A Medication Error A Crime?

    In the past few days, I’ve been drawn in to the case of RaDonda Vaught, a registered nurse who worked at Vanderbilt University Medical Center and was indicted for reckless homicide related to the death of a 75 year old patient who passed away as the result of a medication error and subsequent possible negligent… Read more