I awoke from a deep night’s sleep and remembered part of a dream. I wondered if was awake or asleep but I started to feel clearer- as though a mist lifted. And I sat down and wrote furiously as thought I would forget if I didn’t get it my thoughts on paper.
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Do you ever feel like your inspiration is being drowned by all that stuff of life?
When there are dishes to wash, errands to run, laundry to do, family to cook for, your Wild Woman can get very, very tired.
She hightails it for the forest, bubbling creeks and fresh air. That silver thread
“We all chanted together and then as a group holding hands we walked into the ocean at sunrise. The joy of being alive and free was contagious through our joyful screams. Afterward, around the fire the spontaneous sharings affected us all as one woman at a time revealed her deepest fears and stood baring her
“I’ve been working so hard but still not getting where I want to be!”
I hear this phrase all the time from my clients and it was also was part of my own story.
Out in the distance I could see a crystal clear beautiful lake and I just kept walking, and walking toward
I almost didn’t use the word Crone in my book, “Wiser and Wilder.”
Early on in my writing I did a FB post and asked people what Crone meant to them and I got a barrage of responses.
Many women said they hated the word as it brought up feelings of being stern and old, and didn’t want