Building a Personal Shrine
Saturday, October 17th 1-4pm
Whether you want to create an altarpiece for your meditation space or craft a memory board for yourself, in this workshop we will learn about and make a piece that holds inspiration and peace for you. The wooden form, paint, glue and some other decorative items will ...
Those hot flashes and night sweats have a purpose! In this class, we will study the ancient wisdom that comes through in menopause, how those biological symptoms are catalysts for change, and explore what this power shift means for us as individual women, and collectively.
We will dialogue, journal and sculpt. Each woman ...
I have a problem with authority. I have always thought the problem was that I didn’t like it. But actually, the problem is that I have always assumed that authority comes from the outside. And that assumption has made me feel like someone has a giant thumb on me, holding me down. I have recently come to conclusion that, in ...
I had the pleasure of guest-blogging over at my friend’s Big Blog Hullaballoo. The subject for her guest-blogs this summer is Interconnected. You can read my piece on boundaries here at www.sacredcirclecreativelife.com Thanks!
I have identified an epidemic in modern times. It is the glorification of being low-maintenance. We brag about how many hours we can work, about how we can function with little sleep, about how we can skip breakfast. We brag about all the ways we can neglect ourselves and still manage to be upright.
Being low-maintenance is ...
She says she can see the reflection
of the clouds in my sunglasses,
But what I see is a woman;
young and fresh, and unwritten.
I see how the light both reflects
and emanates from her.
I want to say many important things –
about being a woman, and love, and sex,
and about the divine that permeates all of us,
I wrote this in December, 2014, and forgot to post it.
My grandma passed away this summer. She was ill for a few weeks and we knew it was the end. She had a full life, and many people loved her and were there for her in her later years, and in her dying.
During her dying time I reflected on how much alike we are. She was ...
I have been chuckling to myself all day today. It's the fourth anniversary of my first breast cancer diagnosis. About a month ago I decided that I wanted to plan a celebration day. In all these four years I have not really felt like celebrating one damn thing related to cancer. I didn't ring a bell when I was done with chemo. ...
I grew up in a house where it was not okay to express yourself. "Just be quiet, keep your head down, and get good grades." If I dared to disagree with my mother there was no thoughtful conversation about feelings or ideas. There was no respect of my personhood. Disagreements with her end with her saying, "You're right. I'm ...
I have been holding gratitude for cancer in a suspense account,
thinking that if I am grateful it means that I am happy cancer visited.
I have been denying what is there,
as is our nature to deny half of everything.
While I am unreconciled with cancer,
the adversity it brought has given me myself.
I see, now, that every ...