Let not the desperate-sounding library titles, the pharmaceutical ads, and that woman fanning herself quietly in the corner of your favourite local cafe deter you: menopause is a rite of passage. But you would be forgiven if, when you hear the world...
Across time and culture, we have always turned to the earth to support us through rites of passage and other times of radical transformation in our lives. From wilderness quests to clarifying walks in the woods, the living world is our ally and midwife in the...
In a whoosh of woodstove-warmed air, I stepped outside, my hiking boot crunching on crusted snow and the door creaking behind me as I pulled it closed. Winter dawn was breaking in the unassuming way it does, dark blue, and I moved with the habit of quiet...
“I don’t know what to do.” “I don’t know who I am anymore.” “Everything is up in the air.” So many of us are finding ourselves repeating these mantras of the unknown these days. They’re the language of endings and new beginnings, the lexicon of the...
Figure it out. Move on. Set some goals. Get ‘er done. During times of radical transformation, these phrases are part of a common narrative shaped by our capitalist patriarchal culture. Uncomfortable with the unknown, with...
