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Sacred Intimacy
The life-healing power of Sacred Intimacy As a highly sensitive, moon-in-Scorpio gal I have craved intimacy my entire life. You could even say I’ve been chasing it, but rarely catching it. I’m talking about the seeing-deeply-into-your-soul kind of intimacy that you...
What the snake told me
The last years for all of us have been Powerful. Potent. Painful, even. The collective is dancing with Grief. Loss. Transformation. Transmutation. Ascension isn’t necessarily an easeful process. And as below, so above. As without, so within. You’re probably feeling...
Grief, Courage and Willingness. Goodbye 2022.
Looking back and feeling forward. At the end of each year, I reflect on where we've been as I tune into the energies in the field to get a sense of where we're going. Last year was one of the most challenging years of my life. I know I'm not alone in that. Perhaps...
Honor the dead with your one precious life
This is the month of the ancestors. The time when the veil thins, when the whispers of the past call us towards the unwritten future. Just above the laptop screen, I see my ancestor altar. It’s time to add another photo, another story, another life to honor. We get to...
Standing at the edge of the void
I normally keep this kind of stuff to myself, but recently a friend encouraged me to share this vision with my community.
Around the time of the fall equinox, I was doing some business planning with my cohort in the biz coaching program I participate in. All was well as I reflected on the previous season and the inner and outer accomplishments, lessons and growth I could celebrate.
Living your purpose is scary.
You live in a world where a good number of folks don’t even believe that they or you or anybody has a purpose. While greasing the wheels of capitalism is certainly one purpose we all share, it doesn’t exactly leave you with a lasting or meaningful sense of...
When you don’t belong anywhere
She never belonged anywhere, not even at home.
Her parents split when she was young. She grew up in two opposing households, which meant two sets of rules to follow, two separate masks to wear. She was a chameleon, a code-switcher, a shape-shifter.
Do you have a Sister Wound too?
My cheeks betrayed me as they burned red with shame. Which then just made me so angry. The bottom had just dropped out and I had no come back. It was my first year of high school and my so-called best friend had just told me I couldn’t carry a tune. In a very smug,...
I used to hate myself.
A colleague recently called me the ‘guru of joy.’ I was a little taken aback by that because for nearly ALL my life, joyful would have been the last word I’d use to describe myself.
Gratitude and Shame
She didn’t feel grateful. Not one bit. She wasn’t feeling very grateful. Gratitude came easy to her when things were going well. When it came to gratitude, she thought it was reserved for receiving gifts and for when things went well. Like when...
Following My Heart Hurt Like Hell
I was just shy of 40 and pretty damn sure my life was about to really change. I was preparing to open a huge art exhibition: a culmination of over a year’s worth of work. It was funded by a major grant from the San Francisco Arts Commission. I had recognition - and...
Witnessing Death
In my intimate conversations with some of my clients and you, my beloved readers, I am repeatedly struck by the intense life situations that many of you are experiencing. It’s so clear that so many of us are witnessing and feeling the macro and the micro...