In every generation, there are the women who hear the call... for embodiment. Dance. Movement. Wisdom embodied in flesh and bone, marrow and womb.
i. My father asks to meet me. I say not yet, I prefer to exchange letters first. He sends one letter and then phones instead. He has made arrangements to come to the city where I live. He is rich, he’ll send a car for me to come to his hotel. I say no, I’d prefer to catch the ...
Let Carol be your beacon. Just as she glows with an inner light when she fully accepts who she is, you too will shine when you claim your power.
It all depends on how we choose to look at it and use any circumstance for our highest good. We don’t have to demonize or hate on the patriarchy.
Your sorcery is too big to extinguish. It will come through the trunks of poplars, the haze of the morning sky, the halo around the moon.