Forged by the Divine Feminine

When we met across a table at the local poetry circle 35 years ago, the Divine Feminine was not on our minds. Admittedly, he was fresh back from the Spiritual Hippie Trail in India. His first thought on seeing me: That woman is going to be my wife. Second thought: That is a really strange thought.  My own thoughts were a confusion of  sexual interest and  a stern shake of the 'you are with someone already' variety.  But poetry brought us together. Robert Frost says, “Poetry is when an emotion has … [Read more...]

Sacred Secrets of Love

The miracle of the relationship I share with my husband is a source of constant gratitude and amazement to me. Our life partnership is the center of our sacred space. We have lost several physical homes, but our spiritual home is in each others’ aura. Through our lives together, I have come to define “Love” as responsible and responsive compassion for another.The secret is that we are both totally naked emotionally.  We have been able to use the wounds in our individual spirits to find places … [Read more...]

Invitation to blog: Sacred Love


In honour of Valentines Day, this month we are talking about love. This includes love for a partner, but it also means love for yourself, for those around you, for Spirit, for Her, for all that is...As ever, we invite you to dig deep and offer whatever comes naturally, but here are a couple of prompts to get your love juices flowing:How does the Divine Feminine show up in your relationships?  How do you nurture, create and bring love from your sacred center? As you consider these q … [Read more...]

Cycles of Seasons

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For most of my life, the winter has signaled the arrival of cold months, of gloom and damp—and snow, ice, and brutal winds. Spring seemed faraway in those months, and on the coldest days, the longing remained ever present for the warm embrace of May and the colorful evidence of flowering new blooms.But a year and a half ago, I moved from New York City to the southwestern US desert and now the seasons play out on a different cycle. In the climbing dry heat of May, I long for the relief of No … [Read more...]

Inner Yearnings of External Expressions

Much to the dismay of my gal pals, and family, I embrace the darkness and cold of winter. Even the starkness, and seemingly absence of color of fall into winter, bears significance. It stimulates an abundant collage of inner thoughts and explorations. I especially love the celebration of earth changes and observances that mark this fertile time of the lunar calendar. The shadow side of darkness is very reassuring and consoles me. In spite of the busyness of numerous seasonal holidays, and the  … [Read more...]

Not just work-life balance: work-life integration


Becoming a birth doula has felt like a calling, not just a career. As I take each step, I've been asking myself  – to quote Carol Flinders – “What is at the root of this longing?" And I think it’s community.The truth is, though my life is beautiful right now, I am yearning for more community. What I’m imagining is something with a separate space for myself and my immediate family, and then communal spaces for cooking, eating and being sociable. I’m not saying that would be a panacea for all m … [Read more...]

Invitation to blog: t’is the season to be…


As winter closes in on us, we would like you to tell us about how the shift affects you: What is your intention as we enter the season of winter, when the days are short and the nights are long? How do you slow down in nature's season of quiet and rest in the midst of the frenetic activity of the holiday season? As you consider these questions, we invite you to dive deep into your wisdom, and send us a blog of 500-900 words. Send it … [Read more...]

Ancestry……how important are you?


I remember.......Charlie Cuozzo’s Italian grocer in Washington [D.C.]. Once a week, without fail, my Nonie and Poppa [immigrant grandparents] would drive slowly, and carefully, into downtown southwest Washington. Boisterous greetings and waves meet everyone who came and went in the store. Family, old friends, neighbors, kids, gathered; and yes, even long suffering rivalries were forgotten within Cuozzo’s store. Old men sat around and swapped tales or went out back in the tiny yard and played boc … [Read more...]

Saidi lights a candle in honor of her relatives.

She goes to blind school and otherwise lives in an attic. It is there she develops ceremonies that tender fervently the deepest nature of her heartfelt affection for her departed relatives. The composition of these ceremonies causes her to dig deeper and deeper for what she recalls of her vestigial leaning towards her indigenous roots. When Mom was a girl, it was not cool to be Indian. Better to be Italian! Saidi heard her mother telling her sister-in- law one day. Although Grandfather often … [Read more...]

Alter to our ancestors: bringing love into my life even now


My ancestors – the past few generations of them anyway - were an interesting bunch… to put it politely. There was amazing talent there and some very special gifts to be sure, but as people… well, they were nothing any compassionate, loving human being would want to emulate. If you come to my house, you will see one small picture of my mother with my kids but nothing like an altar to her. I’ll say this for my mother, at least she tried.That said, I do have an ancestors altar in my home and it … [Read more...]