I want to check in with you, with all of us: How’s your energy? Are you bouncing through the day, boundless and joyful? Or slugging it… Getting-it-all-done, but feeling depleted, running on fumes. (Maybe more than others know because you put a smile on it.) I meet a lot of fume-runners. Wanna know why? Because...

It’s hard to see our beauty, sometimes. Impossible, at other times. But there are two things I know for sure: 1.  I have never met a woman who wasn’t beautiful. 2.  I have never met a woman who actually knew how beautiful she was. Because beauty isn’t about hip-to-waist-to-breast proportions.  It’s not about facial symmetry...

When was the last time you gave yourself a rest? A really, really, really good rest? And let every inch of your land lie fallow? Letting things lie fallow feels … biblical. We do not live in a world that honors stillness, a plot of land unseeded. We are all celebrated for how much we do and...

I believe that everyone — every single person — has at least one really really good book inside of them. Not all of these great reads will get written. Some will get put off and put off and put off and … Writer’s block will claim others. Lack of confidence will stop millions. Or lack...

I’ve been doing some celebrating this week.  It’s not all I’ve been doing but it’s what I want to tell you about first. It’s nice to warm things up with a hot brag. My beloved bestseller, Pussy: A Reclamation, came out in paperback and it’s gorgeous!  And on the very first day, you made it one...

This is what I see when I see a woman: a bundle of desires.   Even if she doesn’t think so, even if she doesn’t know so, even if she is in a place of lost. Beneath the surface of her cultural cooperation beats a wild free heart filled with longing. The only way to...

Have you ever been faced with a decision that hog-tied you hard and left you on the railroad tracks with an oncoming train in the distance? Change is coming for you. You know there is a step to be taken and you just don’t know which way to roll. Oh, the agony. The thing about...

I feel like if I put my ear to the ground right now, I would hear a rumbling. Whirring. Crackling. Dull thudding. Microscopic bursting. Spring does not start on the surface. It starts way below, in roots and bulbs and systems of interconnection, architected by the Divine, to awaken, renew, reconsecrate. It does not matter...

Are you living a life that feels like yours? All yours? Is it an expression of what you value? Of what you love? Of who you are? No? Or … not quite sure? Because you’re too busy surviving. And serving. And being responsible. And just getting through. To pay mind to what you want. And...

If I were to put my finger on your beauty pulse, what would it read? I know that mine runs the gamut, day in and day out. Sometimes I find myself to be an utterly delicious confection, and other days I am rummaging through the back of my psychic closet to find something, anything, to...