I pray that Kali awakens the rebel within us all, to shift the planetary energy, for it is individuals who create the culture that govern our behavior.
Blood Moon is holding space for us to lay out what’s hard and look at it, and yes it stings. And yes it hurts. But why do we always try to numb pain?
Midway through the lengthy introductions, my timely menstrual interruption came like an anatomy lesson on leadership: feminist politics infused with blood.
Menstrual blood is full of healing stem cells, which can activate our cellular capacity to regenerate and transport us to endocrine states of rapture.
I feel a snake, uncoiling; an energy, unfolding. I see an earthen star forming the five points -- the rooted stakes -- of my hearth’s tent. I see it rise, solid and strong. Stoic, in a way, as it holds within its walls all of the mysteries, the atrocities, the stories and the epiphanies leading ...