If we are lucky, blessed and showered with unbelievable and unasked-for magnificent grace – life is long. And the experiences we have are varied, multifaceted, and scampering all over the spectrum from shitty-as-fuck, to earth-shakingly ecstatic. (I am especially thinking of our brothers and sisters and animal friends in Puerto Rico, Mexico, and the Caribbean...

How many times a day do we guess, then second guess, then third guess, fourth guess, fifth guess ourselves? And when we are not playing second-guessing games, how many of us play equally dangerous games of self-criticism and self-attack? And what does all that guessing do to a woman’s fragrant, vibrant, delicious, intuitive, poetic soul?...

There is a part of me that always wants to be in control, and to know I am “right”.  Oh I just love that feeling.  Maybe love is not the right word. It’s more like validated. By my own little inner taskmistress. I give myself a gold star of rightness that is as satisfying as...

A free woman is a woman who stands in the middle of a thunderstorm of pain and bellows “Bring it on!” to her higher power. A free woman is a woman who grabs her suffering with both hands and rides it like a flying saucer in the snow, down a mountainside. A free woman is...

Sometimes it’s just a huge accomplishment to get where you just got to. Like, if you haven’t worked in a while and then you land a way big gig, there is a huge fat sigh of release. This sense of relief and accomplishment when you hit a big goal, is huge. And not to be...

So . . . he starts to kiss you in a way that makes you feel like he is a bull and you are a salt lick. But you really like him. So, you say nothing, and just kind of try to hope that one day it improves. Or: Your partner continues to drink too...

Who among us has not reached for something with heart, soul, blood, and guts, and ended up trounced, trammeled, and shattered? There is a special spot in my heart reserved for women who give their all, lunge towards their dreams, rush into the unknown with abandon, trust their deepest soul’s yearnings, and shatter into a...

Hi. How ya feeling? How many times a day do we get asked that question? And how many times a day do we actually sink into the question, sense, discern and become conscious of the actual way we feel – and then, risk the truth of transparency in our answer? I get to feeling kind...

Before we get into today’s post, I wanted to share a video feature on me that just came out in Best Self Magazine – one of my fave interviews ever! Our conversation went all over the map – it’s powerful, info-packed and so much fun. Click here to access the full video interview. Meanwhile, today,...

Darling, “How am I supposed to feel turned on and in love with my life, when I spend so much time at a job I hate?” I received this question from a reader recently, and wanted to address it today because I know this sister is not alone in her frustration. Who amongst us hasn’t...