Darlings- Right about now, I get to thinking. It’s about to be the 4th of July here in the States. The holiday where we celebrate our freedom. And I am just about to chain myself to my desk for the next 8 weeks and bang out the final draft of my new book.  I want...

It is my deep, hot, and holy conviction that the body of every woman is a living, breathing altar. Yes, I mean you. Overworked, underloved, insubstantially paid you. Yes, even underworked, overloved, exaltedly paid you. The question is- Do you treat yours as such? Think about it. There is no human alive today who was...

I am writing from a small café on the Champs-Elyseés, soaking in the final moments of my time in Paris (pics below!). After four days together in this breathtaking city, we just completed the graduation session for the Creation Course, and I’m overflowing. Overflowing with pride, with joy, and with volumes of gratitude. These women...

I have always been a pig-headed girl. Always. Sometimes overtly, sometimes subversively. I secretly thought my way was always the best way. I had no tolerance for a certain kind of conformity. I got severely reprimanded for using orange typing paper by my closeted high school English teacher, since the white-out I used was, well...

I am writing to you from my dressing room. It’s 5:12pm on Sunday afternoon, and we have just wrapped the first weekend of Mastery 2015. Moments ago, I left a stage filled with dancing, hugging women, turned on and ecstatic, at a level I have never ever experienced on a first Mastery weekend. This work...

“whither thou goest, i will go. whither thou lodgest, i will lodge. thy people shall be my people, and thy god my god.” – the book of ruth I want to talk about Sisterhood. And Callings. As in – the thing we are called to do in this life. The archaic definition of the word...

It is so easy to make the same choice over and over and over again. Making a bold decision, and stepping into something new is almost impossibly difficult. Usually we have to be chased by something achingly painful – like a viciously unhappy relationship. Or deep physical discomfort. Or a job we hate that does...

A really really really really good friend of mine, Ayo, got engaged last month. For the very first time. At age 68. This was not a likely thing to have ever happened in this world. She came from a single mama who raised her alone. And she had been a single mama, raising her daughter...

Did you know that you can actually become biologically younger this year than you were last year? Getting older is inevitable, but aging is optional, says Dr. Christiane Northrup in her newest book – Goddesses Never Age: The Secret Prescription for Radiance, Vitality, and Well-Being. I am so, so, so rose-petal-tossing thrilled to share this...

Sister Goddess Patty, Age 54 I was born in a car in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, on my way to the hospital. In those days (1960), since my mother gave birth before arriving at the hospital, I was considered “contaminated” and had to stay in the room with her instead of the nursery. She had often told...