Where do you fall on the scale of priorities in your life? Do you put yourself first? Or last? Would you cancel your plans with friends if your boss asked you to work late? Do you invest in yourself? Or give your all to others? Do you know how harmful that is? OK, I admit...

If I were to drill down to the very bluest part of the flame, the hottest truest mission of The School of Womanly Arts, it’s about feminine leadership. It is my conviction that women are the greatest untapped natural resource on the planet. Feminine leadership is the medicine so desperately required by this world, at...

My first response was “I can’t.” It was November 9th, the results of our election were incredibly fresh, and just three days later, I was to lead the Fall session of The Womanly Arts Experience, with 900 women. I felt wallopped. And I thought to myself, “I cannot do this.” I cannot stand powerfully in front...

What does it mean to be a success? In your own eyes? How do you know when enough is enough?  A couple months ago, I was watching the news when Hillary Clinton stumbled as she left the 9/11 memorial, because she had walking pneumonia.  It reminded me of the story in Arianna Huffington’s book about...

Whew. Wowza. Last week’s book launch was seriously and no kidding the total highlight of my career, my life. What do you do when a dream you have been dreaming, slowly roasting, basting, tending, turning, and nurturing for 20 years, leaps to life and comes true in more glorious, fabulous, heart-opening ways than you could...

Oh, sisters, mine. I have been pawing the ground like a racehorse. Pacing back and forth in the wings, for a dozen years, waiting for this moment. My brand new book, Pussy: A Reclamation is hitting bookstores everywhere, today. Right now. This book has been burning inside of me for so long, waiting for the...

Just a few weeks ago, one of my students was asking me how the heck is a gal supposed to stay inside her beautiful, beguiling, creative, endlessly renewing feminine nature, while living in a rip-roaringly masculine, gotta-get-it-done patriarchal world that encourages us to set goals and hit them out of the park, and all while...

Back in the day, when I was just figuring out how to spread my School of Womanly Arts wings, I held my very first classes in my living room. These were tiny workshops with a few handfuls of women that I taught out of my brownstone apartment on the Upper West Side, after I tucked...

So, last night, my friend Cathy and I had dinner. I noticed that she had a different hair style – she had highlights and it looked just great. When I complimented her, she said, “Oh no, it looks awful, and I am wearing it pinned back so you can’t see my grey.” I insisted it...

I draw courage from the stories of women who have courage. I draw strength from learning from women who have overcome the insurmountable. I transmute when I hear of a woman who has remade herself, cellularly. The fire in my belly busted into a wildfire when I heard Annette’s story. And the very same thing...