I once heard a story about the meaning of enrichment. It was about the c*ck of a god that was torn off and swallowed by a fish. It was lost forever. But as the tale goes, it is the reason that the land becomes fertile when the great river floods. Though this is the...
Do you ever forget yourself? Put differently, do you ever forget your capacity for greatness, for self-expression, for being a valuable member of your chosen community? Do you forget yourself as an artist? A thinker? A creator of new ways? If your memory is a little...
Before I go feral. Before I go make my home in a moss-covered hovel. Before I leave behind my lipstick and mirrors and stop pulling out the tiny branches that I’ve captured in my hair while running naked through the trees. Before I forget the joy of lounging in the...
What would it take to really heal? A weeklong retreat? A five-figure coaching package? Finally confronting that person? Sure, those things can help. But if you truly want to know what it means to heal, there’s something else to toss into your cauldron: vulnerability....
Sex, in its simplest form, is a playspace. This playspace is desperately needed by adults who typically don’t have a lot of ways in which to find the kind of playfulness we used to know. Our grown up days are filled with responsibility. Taking care of others, paying...
(A story of resistance and surrender) The next morning it rained. I buttoned up a warm jacket and set out to find my feet again. Sleepless eyes squinting at the fine mist, I walked with the company of the question: had it really happened? It had. You made me want what...
Every year on my daughter’s birthday I write her a love letter. One day maybe she will want to read them. My sweet girl, I had written an entirely different letter for you this year. It was complete and perfect in its expression of love for who you have been in my...
There’s a pearl of wisdom I want to share, but it requires me to first untie the story of a pearl as you may know it. A pearl’s origin is a story juicy with symbolism. A grain of sand makes its way into a shell and begins to irritate it. The irritation, over time,...
(no audio version, resting my voice) I got COVID this week. When my daughter came to lie on my lap with a fever and aches, I knew it wouldn’t be long for me to get it. (We're both doing fine, btw. We each had one really hard day that left as quickly as it came.)...
January's Awake in The Nest recording is live! (Available to all Nest members at the Silver level and higher.) Our theme this month is protection. Which means it's time to say YES to our NO. Mark your calendars for next month -- Wednesday, February 16 at 11:00 a.m....
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