Begin Anew: Transform Patterns of Pain and Anger into Living Your Power, Purpose, and Passion
Women spend much of their time and energy supporting and tasking for others, yet often feel unhappy with the lack of support and respect offered in return. Symptoms of not honoring your own life show up as feeling overwhelmed, a lack of time and...
Remembering You are Queen: The Emerging Leadership of Women’s Power and Compassion
In the Orient, ancient wisdom holds women as “The Adi Shakti”, Sanskrit meaning “the power which creates all”. Given how woman both contain and are the vehicle for all life human, this understanding of women’s powerful depth and dimension is indeed...
Embrace More of Your Mystery!
One of the unexpected delights of motherhood was how the curiosity and delight my children brought to each day spilled over into my life as well. Mystery was not a challenge nor the unknown of the world experienced as a threat. Mystery instead...
Can “woo woo” Really Change Your Life?
My journey with “woo woo” and it’s power practical, began when my health crashed while working as an architect for Boston hospitals. Only 23, I was looking at the diagnosis of infertility, colitis, kidney and gallbladder disease making the choices...
“Delighting in Your Sacred Partnership of Destiny and Divinity as Woman”
We live in a time when our minds alone cannot meet the challenges and changes life is demanding we meet. Leaving the age of mental logic/linear thinking for an age when sensory experiences and multi-dimensional intelligence will rule, gives woman...
“Happiness is Your Birthright”
I love watching the Olympics for what humans are capable of as well as for the stories behind becoming an Olympic althlete. Over and over I hear how the athlete has chosen to commit to what makes them happy, even when that happiness takes...
“The Reminder of Fireflies”
I have reached the age where more than 3 hours sleep is a gift and have evolved strategies for being awake when most of my world is not. The strategies vary depending on the season, for the cold of winter invites staying in bed and simply reading...
The Poetry of a Dead Bee
Last week, while in my garage gathering tools for working in my yard, I heard the sound of a bee buzzing. Interpreting the buzz as angry, I made haste from the garage as I am allergic to bee stings. A few days later, I found the bee dead on the...