In the folktale “The Handless Maiden,” a miller is walking through the forest and meets a strange old man who promises him riches and a life of ease in exchange for what is behind his mill…

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I found the shirt at the consignment store on the small main street in the downtown area of the North End of Tacoma.  It was the skimpiest one in the store that actually fit me.  It was covered in flowers and had a criss crossed pattern across the chest and a cropped area that left a small triangle of midriff exposed…

In the National Aquarium in Baltimore there is a tank that has a spiral ramp in the middle.  The tank is all around this ramp and with each turn of the descent...

On my first backpacking trip, I climbed 5 miles up into the Gifford Pinchot wilderness to a lake on a mountain.  The camping spot was exquisite and so were the mosquitoes... 

Have you ever injured a toenail and watched it turn black and blue and purple with all the blood congealed beneath?  The nail starts to calcify, get more rigid.   Eventually it starts to feel loose and then finally is hanging on by a smaller and smaller piece? These days I feel the overculture hanging on like a bruised up toenail...

We had the chance to have a conversation with Megan Leatherman about about ancestors, myth, connection with the land, and why we must learn to regulate our nervous systems…

We are living in times of great change. We have the opportunity to heal old wounds at the individual and collective levels and to create a world that is interconnected, soulful, and more aligned with our true purpose. We are all being called to listen to the “deep song:” the wisdom in our bones about who we are and what we are here to do….

We are living in times of great change. From our unique vantage point, poised between the cosmos and the earth, we can feel the tectonic plates shifting beneath us and know that there are seeds longing to grow through the cracks. A world that honors all of life is waiting to be born.

Each of us has our sacred work inside this transition…

We are living in times of great change. Seismic shifts have created cracks in the old systems ~ our old ways of being no longer serve. This has also created the opportunity to heal old wounds at the individual and collective levels and to create a world that is interconnected, soulful, and more aligned with our true purpose. We are all being called to listen to the “deep song:” the wisdom in our bones about who we are and what we are here to do.

After the first session of facilitating my most recent workshop, "Feeding the Instinctual Self: Living into Myth through the work of Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés,” I had three nightmares in three nights.  In each, a woman or girl is attacked by a man...

As the conversation about systematic oppression has increasingly moved to the mainstream in America, we need clearly defined language to understand and articulate the paths of the rising movements. Many new words and terms have been created to this end. New words are new ideas and new ideas are seeds. If you place a seed in the crack of an old structure – it will be there that new life grows.

I am so excited to announce this seminar I will be presenting through the Salome Institute.