I’ve been in my healing era for the better part of three decades. I’ve wept in classrooms as I released generations of trauma from my womb. I’ve driven two hours through the Mexican countryside to have a healer spit mezcal on my back. I’ve sung myself home in sweat...
Here’s a bittersweet pill on your screen: We cannot love without losing. I discovered this when I was writing my book, Letters to My Lovers. And when I first felt this sword in my throat, it stung. Until I learned it didn’t have to. So let me show you how to swallow...
Why this modern day fairy tale keeps you from your true power in love. Whenever I hear a client talk about wanting to find their soulmate, their twin flame, their divine union, the “one,” I know exactly the path our work will go. Namely: expanding their understanding...
Roses are red. Violets are blue. I’m a lover conflicted about Valentine’s Day. How about you? When I was an adolescent, my middle school sold pink carnations on Valentine’s Day. The idea was that the boys could buy them for their girlfriends (or desired girlfriends)....
A little over a year ago I posted a video on my TikTok that got a modest amount of outcry. Modest enough to pass the algorithm’s test, but also modest enough to garner the interest of a media company who said they wanted to spread the word about what I was saying. ...
When it is real, it will crush you. But in the way that grapes are crushed for wine. It will rip off your eyelids. But in the way that allows you to see more daylight. It will smash its waves endlessly against you. But in the way that roots you into the courage to...
I once loved a man in whose potential I believed deeply. Our bond was built on a shared desire to live free from shame, a promise I made to myself when I was 20 and echoed by him years later when we met. Though he and I lived toward the same end – the goal of giving...
Ayurveda is the best writing teacher I’ve ever had. The world of mung dhal, dinacharya, and five elements seems like an odd place to study my craft, but the moment I began to study Ayurveda I began to write daily – in my morning journaling practice, my public journal...
My husband and I once spent a very hot winter together. Not quite like that. Then again, it was exactly like that. I wrote a bit about it here. It was a hot winter because we were living in the tropics. It was a hot winter because we were fighting like cats and dogs...
I need to clear something up: I am a witch. I’ve secretly known this since childhood -- I used to silently cheer on the crone with the green face (I mean, that girl dropped a house on her sister and stole her best shoes). But I had no one to share this hidden truth...
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