Jenny LaneThe Racist Horse Cop Story: When G and I Got Caught Macking it on the BeachAnd why the fuck is hate still continuing on this Earth? It is now time for Love to lead!!!May 11, 202327May 11, 202327
InNowismsbyJenny LaneA 360 Degree Nowism Party Time Fancy StyleTurn on LoveMay 19, 202321May 19, 202321
InThe MemoiristbyJenny LaneDreamers Overwhelm: The Beginning of my Ashram DaysYou know that feeling when you can almost taste a great change upon the timeless time? For me, it was in 2005, twenty-five years old…Apr 19, 202419Apr 19, 202419
InNowismsbyJenny LaneThe Morning I Saw the BuddhaMisty waves of day danced upon the air, as if to create a majesty of the morning. A Nowism into existence.May 4, 202340May 4, 202340
InAbout Me StoriesbyJenny LaneA Bit More About Messy Me — Jenny LaneWe are all beautifully unique fingerprints of the UniverseDec 11, 202359Dec 11, 202359
Jenny LaneGoodbye Netherlands, Hello Freedom My New FriendTo begin again, choose life, the key is in your handNov 14, 202361Nov 14, 202361
Jenny LaneI Won’t Edit My Life for You AnymoreThere was no way I could have written hereMar 1, 202228Mar 1, 202228
Jenny LaneHow Do I Write About The Days of Red Couches?With my love and a Miracle by my side.Mar 22, 20225Mar 22, 20225
Jenny LaneAbout Moi~Jenny Lane in WordsPhoto by Author, Jenny Lane. C’est moi!Mar 18, 2022195Mar 18, 2022195
Jenny LaneMotherhood And Circumstantial Empty WombThe sadness others have a difficult time understanding.May 5, 202225May 5, 202225
Jenny LaneNo One Can Displace My PeacePeople can try to ruin beautiful things, including you.May 10, 202215May 10, 202215
InThe MemoiristbyJenny LaneCali Called Me And I Listened: The Butterfly of The BoardwalkTo my Angels: thank youJul 7, 202241Jul 7, 202241
Jenny LanePlease, Universe, Let Him Be A DancerI am a dancer, learned to dance for twenty years of my life. Music, rhythm, beats, courses through my veins. There is no way I could live…May 16, 202243May 16, 202243
InThe MemoiristbyJenny LaneI Tested God Again and She Proved TrueI am one to test the existence of God, and this story is no different. In the late 2000s my moments, weren’t so hot. I was living with my…Oct 23, 202215Oct 23, 202215
InBlack BearbyJenny LaneI Was Drugged Into Oblivion in a Mental Hospital at 18The month after my rape, which I will never forgetFeb 17, 202370Feb 17, 202370
InNowismsbyJenny LaneAn Orgasm Within an OrgasmAnd the beginning of the story of the horse cops telling us to stop loving on the beachMay 7, 202331May 7, 202331
InThe MemoiristbyJenny LaneI’m So Sorry I Threw a Pebble at Your Face, Dear Mrs. FalfeeThe pebble dayMay 25, 202324May 25, 202324
Jenny LaneThe One Valentine’s Day the Little Monsters Almost Got MeLike I say, my guardian Angels have been real busy in my life. Picture this, in your lovely mind, if you will. Especially, as some of us…Aug 30, 202334Aug 30, 202334
InThe MemoiristbyJenny LaneFurniture Mountain: The Days of The Red CouchesI am not quite sure I’ve ever felt a visceral fear like on this day. My body wasn’t in danger on this morning. There were no dagger words…Jul 24, 202226Jul 24, 202226