Transforming women’s sacred stories. Inviting yours.

For now. Not forever. (About standing still and being silent.)

I have felt more like a passive observer, than riled-up revolutionary since Donald Trump became president. Yes, I blogged the day of the election and the day after that. I have shared others’ videos and posts on Facebook. I participated in the women’s march. And I have engaged in deep and difficult conversations with clients, family, and friends. It’s hardly as though my head has been buried in... Read more...

Goodbye, Twitter…

I cancelled and closed my Twitter account last week. I’m almost hesitant to mention it; it was so undramatic But maybe it deserves an epitaph or memorial of some kind… Maybe not. Years and years ago, Twitter was the place to be and I, like all just-beginning bloggers/entrepreneurs, knew I had to be there too. Yes, it was a marketing tool that served; a place to meet and greet, post and... Read more...

January 1, 2017

What dreams lie dormant hidden in the womb of your soul, quietly waiting, incubating seeking opportunity to come forth? Like the female cycle that comes every 28 days, over and over again, dreams come to rest in the soil of your mind. They compel you. They disturb you. They haunt you with visions of possibility. They prompt you to walk restlessly through life knowing that you may someday stop,... Read more...

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