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Shapeshifting With Raven: From Tale of the Lost Daughter

Posted on:  Mar 1, 2017 @ 10:00 Posted in:  From the Tale

 

 

The Season of the Sacred Feminine: Her Wild Winds of Change

Posted on:  Nov 11, 2016 @ 10:00 Posted in:  Goddess

Outside my windows, a wild wind is blowing. The trees bend and swirl in its fierce, unrelenting force. Somewhere on my island home, trees will be falling over, root systems exposed to the bright light of day, power systems shutting down, and homes returning to a simpler, natural ethos of candlelight, fire heat and going to bed in synch with the descending darkness.

A wild wind is blowing in our world, unleashing a power born of the intensifying weather patterns of climate change along with a growing discontent with the imbalances in our personal lives and in the larger world. I feel it in my bones, in my soul and everywhere around me, a fierce and unrelenting force, eroding the pillars of our social order and exposing its root systems to the scrutiny of the sunlit world.

There is rot in these roots, born of greed, corruption, manipulation, lies, ignorance, apathy and fear. What has been hidden in our cultural fabric has come to our collective awareness. We have lost our naivety and trust in our social and political institutions. How we live our lives, individually and collectively, no longer works for most of us or for our planet home.

And there are mysteries afoot, strong, powerful, beautiful counter-forces that whisper in our ears, “The season of your humanity is shifting. The Mother is awakening within and without. It is time to live in accordance with the powers of life, and your best, most beautiful instincts. Do not despair. Turn your face back to Her living light and nurturing ways. It is time; you are ready, you are ripe.”

This too I feel in my bones and in my soul — the season of the sacred feminine is upon us, bringing with it a return to a simpler, natural, life-centered ethos that puts people and the environment above money and things.

When a tree falls down, the forest is opened up for the small seedlings to have their time in the sunlight. In death, there is a quickening where new life is called to the empty space left behind. Let us open to this wild wind of change. Let it strip away what no longer serves our lives and the life of our Earth home. Let us trust that a new season of the sacred feminine is upon us, and, though some pillars of our human-made world will fall, others, more caring and life-serving, will rise up in the empty space left behind.

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The Opposing Wardrobe: From Tale of the Lost Daughter

Posted on:  Oct 4, 2016 @ 7:00 Posted in:  From the Tale, Power/Leadership

I stand between the opposing walls of my walk-in closet, one side lined with business wear and the other with my supplementary, wardrobe categories: casual, evening, yoga and visits with my mother. I’m selecting from my extensive collection of gray, black and navy suits, white and cream, tailored shirts, black and navy pumps, and matching purses — all monotone, subdued, sexless and very expensive.

I don’t even glance at the other wall, with its splashes of scarlet-red and midnight-blue, and full display of my boot fetish. There is no way in hell I’d let even a peep of the other me squeak out at the office — the one who emerges from this closet on weekends wrapped in delicious, feminine folds of sensuous fabric and bold color, and the thigh-high, sex appeal of stiletto-heeled boots.

With the deeper vision of my dream knowing, I detect the warrior-like squaring of my shoulders, and the clenched muscles in my abdomen and at the base of my spine as I don my dark-suited armor and fortify myself for battle in a man’s world.

Every morning I do a version of this routine, and then spend the rest of the day in a state of constant vigilance, knowing that I have to act like a man, actually a better man than all the rest, while somehow still displaying subtle indications of my womanhood. Unspoken rules dominate my actions, derived from a fine, balancing point between beauty and brains, the secret boys’ club ethos, and the even-more-secret, girl-against-girl rivalry. This is the price of my power and success, and of retaining my privileged membership in the upper ranks of the corporate world.

Tale of the Lost Daughter is available at the Path Store and Amazon.

 

 

The Green World and Me: From Tale of the Lost Daughter

Posted on:  May 25, 2016 @ 10:00 Posted in:  From the Tale

A freshening breeze blows this vision away, filling my lungs with floral, oxygen-rich air, and I find myself standing on the green-growing road. With each inhalation, I take in a fragment of the untamed fecundity of this place, and on each exhalation, I share a bit of my raw, undomesticated essence. My bones and joints begin to loosen and my hips to rock and sway as we groove, life force to life force, the green world and me.

Yes, oh, yes, yes — this is another way of power, a power-within ethos where my wild, true beauty communes with the wild, true beauty of others. Here there is enough — enough joy, enough nourishment, enough love, enough magic, enough power, enough beauty — for everyone and everything. The green-growing road will always grant us our deepest longings and needs if we live and dream, true and fair, from the inside out.

from Tale of the Lost Daughter … available at the Path Store and Amazon.

 

Our Beautiful Instincts From Tale of the Lost Daughter

Posted on:  May 18, 2016 @ 10:00 Posted in:  From the Tale

Tale of the Lost Daughter is available at the Path Store and Amazon.