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...

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...

It’s February. I hate February. Actually, it’s bigger than that. It’s winter I hate. Winter pisses me off. Cold. Grey skies, short days. Losing gloves. Black ice. February descends and my easy good times vaporize. Going to the gym is hard. Everything is complicated, and I don’t want to leave my house. My couch, to...

It Is all Just a love contest And I never Lose. Now you have another good reason To spend more time With Me. -Hafiz Many people ask me how I started, where I started, when I started,  and why I started The School of Womanly Arts. When something is truly a calling, it has many...

I am sure you have noticed. Babies cry every single day. Sometimes briefly, sometimes inconsolably. They also laugh every day. Not to mention wriggle, crawl, bounce and flap. And they move smoothly from emotion to emotion: wailing, then settling back to a set point of happiness pretty easily. Nothing like a woman. Women are encouraged...

Darlings, Like every single one of us, I work hard. I especially work hard when I launch a new program. Last weekend’s Mastery launch was not only the highlight of my teaching career with the largest, most expressive, most brilliant Mastery class ever, but my incredible team was absolutely spot on, glorious, gorgeous, generous and...

Darling, Thank you so much for your amazing, beautiful questions from last week. I love it when we get to go back and forth, you giving me a window into your soul, into what is mattering most, what keeps you up at night and where your deepest longings lie. I do not take your questions...

Darling, Let’s say you were making a drawing of yourself. And it was a drawing of how much you listened to your head, versus your body. What would the drawing look like? Would it be a giant head with a tiny body attached? Or a giant body with a tiny head? Like most women, I...

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....

Darling, Is your light on or off? Right now. Take a quick test: Do you feel flush with enthusiasm? Beautiful? Strong? Confident? Good.  Then your light is on. Light is everything. No light, no life.  It’s that simple. Do you notice women’s light? I am sure you do. You can tell right away whether it...