The Power of Bleeding Since becoming part of the Woman’s Network I’ve been striving to embrace the cyclical nature of the moon, the earth and my body. As I write this I am 6 months pregnant with my first child, a feisty baby girl. For the first time in 16 years, I don’t have my…
Restoring the Feminine Twenty years ago I left my marriage of fourteen years. I was thirty-five years old and having a mid-life soul searching experience. Ending a marriage and the image of the ideal family wasn’t easy for me. Yet I knew it was the right thing to do, or should I say it was…
Learning to Love your Bigger Body This past weekend I was in New York gathering with a group of over 300 women remembering how our body is the embodiment of the divine. Not figuratively, literally. In addition to the sun and moon and earth and trees, these limbs with blood and love coursing through them are…
Hanging up my Cape A while back, I dreamt that I was offered a job as a superhero. It was very sexy. The job title was vague and the costume was shiny, blue and full length. There were knee high boots and of course a long cape that I got to wear as part of the gig. I wasn’t…
Finding Womanhood in Sisterhood If anyone would have asked me the question 10 years ago what womanhood really meant, my answer would have been a long and exhausting listing of all the negative aspects that I saw in women and mostly in myself. I was my best enemy when it came to being feminine. I…
Meeting the Divine Feminine Several years ago, living as an American in the South of France, I was experiencing excruciating pain in my left leg and hip and was referred to a massage therapist by a girl friend. I could have counted on one hand the number of massages I had in my life….
Learning to Trust My Intuition When I was 7 years old, I moved to the English countryside from North Carolina in the US. My family had lived in North Carolina for two years and I had gone to a Montessori school where we did sun salutations every morning and we learned in a circle on…