Sending my daughters, all of our daughters, out into the world as women empowered by their sexuality is the treasure I have found beneath the ruins of my marriage.
Hear the ghost-whispers of the women buried in unmarked graves who were killed in front of their children; they could not say these words aloud once their tongues were cut out, so you speak for them now as much as for yourself: I am everything. I am the howl of the wolf. I am the groan of the ...
You, Yogini-Witch, have been invited to two dinner parties on this Full Moon’s night. You cannot attend both, so you stare at your raw beauty in the mirror now, indecisive and immobile. If you choose to take your seat at the Spirit Table, enduring enlightenment and the end of your so-human ...
How do we speak, not to the defenses and the armor, the puffed chests and bolstered cases, but to the innocent creatures beneath, rattled and confused? How do we step into the battlefield with curiosity, not to fight, but to call one another home? How do we call each other back to our own ...