What would it feel like to more fully arrive in our bodies despite everything we may have learned to feel about them, our society subtly telling us that we are the wrong size, shape, color, or gender? In many ways the influence of the patriarchy...
Spirals have drawn me in since childhood. Not really understanding anything of their symbolism, they would appear as dreamy doodles on the outskirts of my journals and later in the interlocking tattoo along my lower back. Over time I came to...
Beloved survivors of an endlessly complicated world, how are your hearts feeling?
It is all about heart medicine right now as we travel deeper into summer. From a traditional Chinese medicine (TCM) perspective, the special gift of...
FLAME
I didn’t grow up with fire. There were no forest fires where I lived. There was no ritual to greet fire as an ancestor, the way it breathes with generous lungs, the way it warms our bones with a primordial spark. I don’t...
ICE
There is a wind, a breath, a lingering contrail of energy left behind from all the interactions of nature. Everything is moving towards everything else, blood vessels stretching, rivers running, lungs expanding, roots touching, nerves...
WIND
The breeze is my grandmother ancestor, running her beautifully veined hands through my hair. She is this gentle, not just to me but to the leaves and flowers too. I watch the branches of the sequoia lightly heave and settle in a...
FOREST
I have always gone to the living world with my loneliness, my failures, my heart aches. She is a friend that is unafraid of my very ugliness.
This time is no different. But now it is nature herself that I mourn, needing...
FLOWER
It is the day after Mother’s Day and the unseasonably warm weather has made the peonies on the dining room table prematurely stretch all the way open. Last night I refilled the water in their vase, making sure it was icy cold...
If I could pocket this mountain for good, I would. My heart lifts every time I see her, ripped white skirts, unkempt hems peeking beneath velvet cloudscapes. It was this land that called me to her seventeen years ago and I have loved every moment...
“The root of suffering is resisting the certainty that no matter what the circumstances, uncertainty is all we truly have.”
― Pema Chödrön, Comfortable with Uncertainty: 108 Teachings on Cultivating Fearlessness and...
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