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...
Sometimes, when I return home from a birth, or from working with a coaching client, I have the momentary presence of mind to pause and to take a breath that feels like completion. Sometimes, when I round the corner toward my house after a long walk, or...
The weight of my children on my arms as they snuggle next to me in bed in the morning. My husband’s “how was your sleep” and goodbye kiss. A text to my sister, “how was your weekend?” A text to a client, “how is breastfeeding...
The year I was sixteen, on a hot summer’s day I was initiated into my body into possibility into courage anointed by a raging wall of white water, kissed ever-so-lightly by my own mortality. I was changed. The person I...
