Time seems to be moving so fast, each week just as full as the previous. I’m not complaining. The past few months have been ripe with experiences that have shifted, challenged and changed me. And looking ahead, it seems there are still more to come. I’m incredibly grateful. Continue reading “Places & Spaces: Full Moon In Capricorn”
The rainy season has officially begun here in Belize. With it comes overcast mornings and afternoon showers, with fluctuating temperatures and peeks of sunshine. Between periods of heavy rain, the air is fresh and the colors of the surrounding trees and flowers come alive. Everything is so green, more lush and vibrant. After the scorching dryness of the previous months, I welcome the change this season brings. Continue reading “Say Yes: Summer Solstice & New Moon In Cancer”
Mercury turned retrograde today. I’m feeling the slowdown as I wrap things up before traveling to New York for the holidays. My focus is shifting inward now. As I’ve been reflecting on the year that 2016 has been (FIERCE), I’m allowing myself to feel all that’s coming up. It’s been an emotional ride. There have been losses and intense challenges. There have also been wonderful moments. I’m grateful for all of it. Continue reading “Onward & Upward”
I spent the weekend at home writing a research report about the needs of lesbian and bisexual women in Belize. It took a tremendous amount of effort. For days since the election results I couldn’t find the mental or emotional energy to do much beyond the basics. But yesterday I was grateful to have that report to focus on. It reminded me of who I am, what I value, and why I do the work I do. Continue reading “Holding, Healing, Releasing: Full Moon In Taurus”
This month is off to a quiet start. Not what I expected. Continue reading “Holding Space”
Ten days felt incredibly full and incredibly short.
Ten days of seeing the people I love and being loved. Ten days of hugs, laughs, good food and too much wine. Of girl talk and late nights. Of wearing more clothes than I’ve worn in months, borrowing boots and scarves for the blizzard. Of riding the subway three times a day, and not really minding. Continue reading “A Return”
I used to be a love poet.
For years I wrote and performed about love, on the blog I kept for seven years and in the one-woman show I created. Continue reading “Metta, Love & 90 Days Of Yoga”