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...

There is a part of creation that hurts. That could seem humiliating. Or embarrassing.   Creation is … chaotic. Feminine. Co-operating with forces, more than rules. Raw. Risky. Fueled by passion. Making no sense, sometimes. Choosing into a living, breathing truth that may be utterly unrecognizable to others.   I had my ass blown every-which-way-wide open...

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...

It’s a jungle out there, sisters. A jungle, a swamp, a black hole—and just about as comfortable as being stuck in traffic. For many hours. With no GPS. Actually, a real jungle is way more hospitable than the Tinder jungle. At least it’s natural. And the rules makes sense. Yet, one in 10 of us...

I never really wanted a dog. I am more of a cat person – the coming, the going, the ignoring you, the keeping-their-distance thing was way more my style. I value independence. But, raising a single child as a single mother in the city that has more single people than families, that has lots of...

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...

I just turned in the second draft to my editor, and I am gearing up for the third and final round of edits for this book, which had been busting a hole through my soul for several years. And I gotta say, this bitch is burnt, fried and crispy. Even when you love love love...

“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...

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...

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...