The Lost Art of Revelry

Wednesday, March 5th, 2014 revel: v. 1. to take great pleasure or delight 2. to make merry; indulge in boisterous festivities. My heart is beating hard in my chest, but nothing is hard.  Nothing is efforted.  Everything is a continuum that drives itself along on a...

For the Love of New Beginnings

Saturday, December 14th, 2013 There’s little I love like a new beginning.  Oh, don’t get me wrong…one of the other few things I love as much is a good culmination.  I love the time of leaves falling from the trees as much as their blossoms.  I just...

A Winter Flame

A Special Message for the Solstice Thursday, December 12th, 2013 I thought I’d be so sad when summer passed, but by the time the soft heat turned crisp and bright, I was ready… And autumn, as she never fails to do, wrapped me up in her sweet...

The Return to Sensuality

Wednesday, October 9th, 2013 Thousands of years ago I remember walking on warm earth, at the foot of a hovering mountain, listening to the messages in the rippling of the breezes through the great oak trees.  That grove was my home, and the home of my nymph mothers. ...

The Wild Things

Saturday, August 31st, 2013 I wasn’t even sure how I’d gotten there. I just suddenly seemed to find myself in the very dark forest, sitting over and softly playing my drum, in the cold late-autumn rain, and crying… I must have wandered out of my...

When the Owls Call…

Friday, April 12th, 2013 It was late.  I had just gone upstairs to my special room and let my body down onto my yoga mat.  It always takes courage to meet the floor that way…to meet with everything you are feeling so fully.  Everything throbbing in your heart,...

The Land of Milk and Honey is Within

Messages from the Bee Priestesses Monday, March 18th, 2013 Thank you life, for putting honey underneath every shameful shadow in my heart, so that I would know I was doing the right thing when I found its sweetness… Jennifer Posada, from “Three Pomegranate...

Letter to a Self-Lover

Tuesday, February 12th, 2013 Dear Self-Lover, I don’t know if you have begun yet.  Perhaps you may not even know what beginning in this way means.  You have just found this letter, as if tucked into an ancient book you just came upon, and though you know the...

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