The sentiments of the following are the entire reason I started Wild Women Wisdom. Rob Brezny is such a huge inspiration….this is taken from his Moon Lodge thoughts he shared on Facebook today… Here’s an excerpt of a letter I wrote to America’s richest woman, Oprah Winfrey. “Dear Oprah,” I began. “Please buy up all…
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salted sun forest dew deep roots. De la luna~
Celtic New Year and Mercury Retrograde
And I know Psyche exists because somehow my heart is always pumping more, working harder, making more connections in that putty, pushy way of tender swell and preening after I have been to Oregon. Telling me that my subconscious is much like the green-grey wilderness as it ever is the sun, how it pushes forward…
Dream of back then
In Newport I sleep in Beth’s basement which is actually her garage, which has no electric and no heat. The sleeping bag is arctic and keeps me warm and the couch down there is the one I slept so well on the fall I came up from Humboldt for Thanksgiving. So I look forward to…
Emotional Embodiment
Here is my latest post on Dandelion Moms, on embodying the feminine in psychotherapy…
Oregon, on the edge
I woke up wanting to write, which is the effect of Oregon grey on me. It sits on my skin with the whale spit in the fog, stirs my blood with long armed wrinkled fists of driftwood splayed out on a frothing coast. All I knew when I flew in to Portland was physical: my…
Goodnight
Goodnight I say to the owner. Goodnight, goodnight. Goodnight goodnight goodnight. First it is me, then him back to me in his accent that I am sure is Telugu not Hindi, but what do I know I’ve never been to India, then it is the Persian man then the white lady folding the comforter, the…
Final Harvest Moon and Wisdom of the Feminine
Moon tonight over Laguna Canyon One of the roots for the term harvest moon comes from old european peasant ways. The season of agriculture and of grazing animals–who lived and feasted in the pastures–followed the growing cycles of the earth. Now is the time the final harvest is cut and hung, the last of…
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Makes me wanna simmer cherry tamaters and bell peppers and oregano and garlic into a wicked marinara to dance around with tonight, under the twinkle lights and stars in the Canyon. Just does it, every time…. LA’s Submarines:
Reverse racism, outsider language, defending feminism, Syrian poetry, and habits of the creative…
The five best things I found on the intraweb this week: Writer Olivia Cole’s response to whiney whites. Poetry by Adunis. An incredible article by Rachel Kaadzi Ghansah on the landscape of acceptable literacy in the US. Elle UK tries to rebrand feminism. Some inspiring hints from artists past.
Mad-eyed September Tribe
Something about September– There’s something about September, that’s what’s in my head, in my body, what my experience is saying to me. But wait Kel, it’s not September, it’s October, the second week in fact, so really that waft of sensual that grabs me from behind and muscles the back of my legs, that…
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