The most valuable experiences of our lives, those that have the deepest impact on our paths to becoming and expressing who we are, must sometimes cycle in and out of our lives for a while--sometimes years--before the time is right for us to reach out and claim them as our own. They come into our awareness when we are in a space of curiosity or vulnerability, a space that lends a certain stickiness to our minds and hearts. It's just sticky enough to capture a lasting impression of the potential that this experience could hold for us. Some day. Not today, but some time in the liminal future. When we are ready, or curious enough, to step into it.Read More
When the Goddess fell, Woman learned to expertly conceal, to deflect and to hide in plain sight. Concealing the natural grace of her body within the rigid hourglass of the corset and the destabilizing tilt of the high heel. Hiding her spells and incantations within the lullaby and the bedtime story. Deflecting attention from her cat’s eyes with the distraction of mascara and a down-turned gaze.
When the Goddess fell she did not die; no, she shape-shifted, sank into the softness of the soil, into the tangle of the roots, into the consciousness of the mycelium, into the darkness of mystery and life and growth and death. Territory that was always Hers to begin with.Read More