One of the first things that happens for a woman when she engages in sisterhood is a sense of connection with women, everywhere. Do you feel it? I am so grateful, daily, for the support and love we generate for one another inside this community. And today, in the midst of this holiday season, I...

Darling, “How am I supposed to feel turned on and in love with my life, when I spend so much time at a job I hate?” I received this question from a reader recently, and wanted to address it today because I know this sister is not alone in her frustration. Who amongst us hasn’t...

Darlings, I am in the middle of an International Countdown. A huge caper. Me, my team, and women from 10 different countries and 30 different states are on the road together, even though most of us have never met. We are all winding our way down indescribably different roads, heading to the same destination. We...

Darling, There’s someone—or rather, five someones—I’m dying to introduce to you. You have a lot in common with these women. They were each naturally gifted with tremendous beauty, brilliance, originality, passion, and sass.  Full-blown goddesses from birth, basically. And each of these women has used the technology of the Womanly Arts and tools to cultivate...

It happened.  Finally.  I had gotten through the winter with no cold, no flu, just sparkling health.  Then, what was it?  Too much skinny-dipping in Miami by the light of the Super Moon??  I’ll never know.  But I came home with a huge honkin’ cold.  Which allowed me to do something I never ever do....

Darlings, There is a territory, a location, a place, where a woman comes alive.  Where she is effortlessly powerful and radiant and flush with her own beauty. It is a place called Rapture. None of us were taught how to find this place. Or where it is. In fact, we were actually taught to run...

Darlings, There is a territory, a location, a place, where a woman comes alive.  Where she is effortlessly powerful and radiant and flush with her own beauty. It is a place called Rapture. None of us were taught how to find this place. Or where it is. In fact, we were actually taught to run...

I am just back from Morocco, where I spent two weeks and two days with my daughter, Maggie, seven of her classmates, three other moms, two dads, one sister, and the founders of her boarding school, Mary and Kenny.

*Music by Sister Goddess Katy Perry Darlings, This is MY celebration of YOUR magic.  I believe in YOU! Happy New Year! With so much love and pleasure, Mama Gena          

Darlings, I like to look at this photograph. And ponder. Sometimes I pretend that Susan and Elizabeth are reading over their pleasure interviews, received just after signing up for the School of Womanly Arts Mastery Program. My imagination uncoils their hair, allowing it to stream down their backs. I hear “Love Is in the Air”...