Celebrating the Feminine

Pay What You Wish… always and forever?

Pay What You Wish… always and forever?

It’s a wild time to be alive. Bold choices are in order.

My birthday week is complete. Usually, we’d be packing up the Pay What You Wish banners. But that was the old way. I’m daring myself to take this further. We’ll see what happens. So! I’m leaving the Pay What You Wish doors open through the summer. (And hopefully always.)

The epidemic of the brittle woman and the salvation of softness

The epidemic of the brittle woman and the salvation of softness

You know her. Maybe you are her. Or you were. Sisters, please don’t become her. Sisters (and brothers), let’s heal her. She’s giving up on love and life. Sometime, as a result of having to try too hard to get her very essential Soul needs met she… just… got… worn…down. She had no choice but to stiffen. Then she realized that she had a choice.

Do you think being called “Too emotional” is an act of oppression? Maybe you should think about it.

Do you think being called “Too emotional” is an act of oppression? Maybe you should think about it.

Stop thinking and start feeling — a lot more. And start talking about how you feel — a lot more. And you know what will happen? You will start to be more aware of how you feel, more of the time — the tenderness, the rage, the genius, the sorrow, the Love. You will feel your power, and you will direct it into the world.

Kali’s fire, my life, my love.

Kali’s fire, my life, my love.

Kali came to me on a morning that felt like night. She said, “It gets dark so you can see the fire burn more clearly. Throw it all in. And by ‘all,’ I mean yourself.” Into the fire I put a habit of sadness I was married to. And so then I put in my own singular and true sadness, but not so it would be obliterated, rather transmuted, because I wanted to honour the utility of my delusions, the lies that made for density so that I could see the fire burn more clearly.

goddess feature: saraswati, rocking the creativity

goddess feature: saraswati, rocking the creativity

Years ago in Santa Fe, my friend Navjit and I went to a gathering for Guru Karunamayi. New Mexico is to gurus what New York is to rock stars–they all pass through eventually. So catching a Hindi lecture on a Friday night and then heading to the club was par for the course. So there we were in our leather pants and Timberlands, gold eyeshadow and Betty Paige bangs… in lotus position…