There is a sacred difference between replication and revelation. I come from a lineage of deep listening, to the bones of the psyche, to the symbols that rise unbidden, to the stories that live in the earth and in the breath of women gathered in circle. The spaces I create are not templates. They are… Continue reading Creating from the bone: not quick, not copied, real
Category: poetry
A little more put together. A little more mySelf.
Quadruply Blessed to sit in the presence of my teacherLa MaestraLa Que SabeThe One Who Knows The One whose eyes pierce throughAnd I exhale in Being-so-deeply-seen Whose wisdom penetrates the heart My soul soaring once againMy veins pumping storiesMy mind birthing dreams I have danced my ancestors’ painHowled at the full moon 🌕Walked with elkShared… Continue reading A little more put together. A little more mySelf.
On poetic medicine
Oh… Poetic medicine… The act of writing poetry can be a profound and transformative journey towards healing and self-discovery. With each carefully crafted line, we can uncover the hidden depths of our psyche and bring to light the unspoken truths that lie within us. Through the process of poetic expression, we can bear witness to… Continue reading On poetic medicine
Moon Woman
A poem for you. Yes, you! Happy International Women’s Day!
Hard to love
Sometimes I write poetry. It drips out of me. This is a poem inspired by my work with trauma. Just like trauma, this poem sits in the unspoken, uncomfortable space where we struggle to see the light. PS I love writing but I get quite impatient when it comes to editing so these poems are… Continue reading Hard to love
At Home, wherever you are
The state of feeling HOME is key in both my professional client work as well as my personal journey of self-discovery as a nomad woman who continues to seek, move, experience… I both seek the UPROOTEDness and yet I resist it. Yet the concept of Home, of Inner Home is not contingent upon external places…… Continue reading At Home, wherever you are
A little poem about MotherWound
Mother, by Aleksandra Staneva I love weaving stories from both my clients and also those parts that resonate with my own experience. With love, Aleksandra
On the power of Dreams
The night before my 39th birthday I had a particularly obfuscated Dream, filled with twists and turns, clutter, low vision, spikes and edges; it was over-populated with people, events... just a whole lot going on. As a started working on one aspect of the Dream, namely 'the birth of three babies of mine, in the… Continue reading On the power of Dreams
reflections from Original Voice, Colorado, 2019
“Might as well be exactly who you are cos half of the world won’t like you anyway” Clarissa Pinkola Estés. Unapologetically. Exactly. Who you are. Original Voice training in the Colorado Mountains with the one and only Dr Clarissa Pinkola Estes, in full autumn 🍂 🍁 where do I begin...? Pictured: Dr Clarissa Pinkola Estés… Continue reading reflections from Original Voice, Colorado, 2019