When she appeared I disappeared. The dream. Bobbing in the calm sea teenage girls in tow in my care. the feminine is growing and she is pregnant with possibility but it doesnt feel good. I am more than uneasy. The horizon is darkening though we are still for the moment. The sky is black and … More When the goddess appeared
She lives alone. She bathes in solitude, enveloped by a dark, thick inky shroud. Others mistake it for indifference or negativity. To her it is protection, a shield. From a vulnerability that threatens to suffocate and destroy. It is not sad. Though tears are often present. Outside a wild and beautiful thunderstorm rattles the window panes of her sanctuary. … More The Sepia Woman
On this ‘International Woman’s Day’ it seems fitting to reflect on my journey to becoming a woman through paying homage to some of the most incredible women that have inspired me to grow and irrevocably shaped my destiny. But before I delve into that I wanted to say a little something about feminism. Sadly this word has … More A Romp through the Women’s Voices that Shaped my World.
According to Clarissa Pinkola Estes an inspiratrice is “a person who when you are near them make you feel as though you want to create. The person has the gift of being an inspiratrice will fire up other people to not conform but to perform. To perform the greatest creative deeds in life according to … More inspiratrice
I guess I am pretty lucky. I’m my life I have managed to meet and fall in love with a couple of men who I could say were, at the time, soul mates. You know the kind of love where the other person seems to know you better than yourself. Where they seem to be … More On the pleasure of not meeting a soul mate.
‘There is in all women a wild and ancient gypsy that cries in anguish when we starch her flat.’ -Estes.
So it took until the last night of this pilgrimage for HER to really speak to me. To start to open to the questions I am asking. And there’s a lot of them. They are of course all linked and I have the feeling that if I could just make some concrete sense of any … More SHE is me.
“When any woman reveals her soul publicly and dares to act from this inner source of Divine authority, it is a private-turned-public revolution” – Sera Beak, ‘Red, Hot and Holy’
Last night in Paris. Tomorrow I begin the pilgrimage and the going gets a little deeper you might say. Before I go though, I want to reflect a little on this love affair I keep having with this city. I am reading Anais again. I seem to be revisiting so many ghosts in coming back … More My Love Affair with Paris
One thing I have learned from my practice of Tigress Yoga is that when one’s sensuality begins to feel lacklustre and routine has dampened a certain ‘je ne sais quoi’, the first place to go to begin to rekindle the flames of desire is pleasure. Parisians it seems are effortlessly attuned to the experience … More The Pleasure Principle