I was listening the other day to a story (I’m paraphrasing) about a woman who had a grumpy old neighbour. He squabbled about the noise, the fence, the street.. basically everything. One day she happened to be delivered his mail by mistake, and noticed a letter to him from

Hello Dear Readers,  Thank you for all the wonderful  replies on my last few posts. I read every single one of them as connection with those interested in this path is integral to me and my work. And honestly, (theme of last post) if this does not align with you,

“What’s wrong with a little white lie?”  You have probably heard that, or said it yourself. A little lie never hurt anyone. That might be true in some cases, and this is not a moralistic issue here, it’s a health issue.  We have ALL learned to lie. To ourselves, to

As I enter my Crone years (a term used to describe the Queen who sits on her throne either in a cabin in the woods or in a castle or condo)  my focus is clearer on the journey that a woman takes during her short stint here on earth.  Feminine