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...

There are so many ways for a woman to ‘go for it’. From bold and blazing balls of public fire, like Hillary Clinton or Beyoncé, to quieter but equally powerful ways, like my mama. Many of you know my mom because she has not missed a class weekend in over 12 years. She is 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...

This post is part of our summer series on the Womanly Arts, in honor of our upcoming course, Virtual Pleasure Boot Camp! Sarah, a Mastery Grad from Toronto, joins us to share her inspiring story of how she transformed and evolved her career, through her practice of the Womanly Arts! Sarah, Age 42, Toronto ON...

After watching the Golden Globes the other night, I just had to check out the film BOYHOOD. I especially loved Patricia Arquette’s acceptance speech, where she said: “You placed in my hands the part of Olivia, an under-appreciated single mother. Thank you for shining a light on this woman, and the millions of women like...

Miriam: When Mama Gena and the Palace Staff asked my mother and I to share our story here on the blog, as a way to celebrate Mother’s Day, I wasn’t sure at first. This the first time my face is front and center in a blog, let alone amongst that pink fluff, you know? And...

Mother. What other word can generate so many deep feelings? Eye rolling. Sighs of frustration. Misty-eyed reverence. Bliss. Rage. Longing. Disappointment. Blame. Resentment. Unspeakable gratitude. Heartbreak. Deep, boundless overwhelming love. Guilt. Expectations fulfilled, and unfulfilled. Motherhood is the motherlode of emotion. (Click to tweet!) I am grateful to both have a mother, and to be...

Darlings, “I have hit a rough patch.” Not only is that true for me personally right now, but it was a global theme in the questions that were submitted a few weeks ago, so I wanted to take advantage of the prevailing retrograde winds, and address this topic. Life is a roller coaster. Sometimes we...

Darling, How many new year’s resolutions did you write down this year? (Don’t roll your eyes at me, Miss Missy!!) And how many of those resolutions have been on your list for quite some time – years, even? (Big group sigh.) What is it that happens to a resolution – that it stays unresolved? What...

There is no worse word for a woman than stuck. We can handle pain.  We can handle loss.  We can handle chaos. There is a beginning, middle and end to those experiences. But stuck feels like slow asphyxiation. Like solitary confinement. Trapped with no oxygen, no windows, and no understanding of how to get out....