This card to me is not about family and kids and getting all that you desire, but rather, that hard, uncomfortable and beautiful skill of Radical Acceptance. Of bringing who you are to the party and drinking from the well, nourishing yourself with the many gifts of joy that present themselves throughout the day. Now…
A beautiful invitation for me this morning as I have a hang over from joy and beauty. I woke up this morning feeling hungover from my joyful, full day yesterday, I experienced connection, laughter, good food and good friends…it was juicy and bold and beautiful. And today I feel nervous, a hungover nagging feeling that…
The Hanged One I woke up today and said clearly, 3 times, My brother doesn’t like me, My brother doesn’t like me, My brother doesn’t like me. Forget the rationalization and the adjustments and the never ending feeling of the feelings. He wrote me a mean, unfair thing, a wholly complicated thing steeped in patterns…
For my people, who encourage and model for me the sacredness of receiving, being, stretching and growing The Emperor Where would I be without you all? Dead that’s where. Or hobbled together with sticks and twigs of bitterness and small explanations. It has felt so lovely to be known, to be cared for. When I…
Inspired by a guided meditation in Mary K. Greer’s book, ‘Tarot for Your Self,’ and for my dear friend Deidre, who said if you want to write, then write…and thank you for the lovely postcard, you are a beautiful soul. I saw my grandmothers and Tias, I saw the colors and the ancient smoke. I…
They won, we won, what does it mean to lose? I was awoken at 3am by a small child who peed his bed, sheets shucked off, corners tucked, fresh jammies placed on a crying body. “I’m sorry,” he whimpers and calls for his Daddy. “It’s ok,” we say in whispers, “it’s ok, but be quiet…
Trusting Can we talk about the practice, the art, the muscle of trusting for a moment? Trust to me is flexibility, movement and adaptation and evolvement of ourselves, others and our world. Knowing that to have the audacity to change is growth and part of our humanity and does not have to equal unsafety, dysregulation…
I’m retiring! Well, kind of. A part of me is retiring. The hero part, the achiever, the hustler. Do you know the part I’m talking about? Many of us who grew up in dysfunctional families-whereupon the majority of the time addiction and mental health reigned unchecked, we began to take on a certain role, or…
March themes, shares, and encouragements Hello Sweets! Anyone else marveling that April is upon us! I send you the best thoughts of Spring, blossoms and sprouts and delicious tilling of the soil. This month I wanted to try something different which was to look back on the month of March and share some of the themes…
Ahhh, hello old friend. Control. I hear you in the over and undertones of myself and those I serve. I hear it in ads and constant barrages of consuming, changing, altering, striving in the thick chords of not enoughness. Capitalism and patriarchy work best when we believe, swallowing whole the sludge that we can control our existence, all…