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Before there were plants, there were animals.
Okay, that statement is totally false in the cosmic sense, but ridiculously true in my personal experience.
Family myth has it that the first word out of my mouth was “horsey.” For years I thought my love of horses was a weird genetic anomaly, maybe harkening back to some long lost ancestor who rode with the Mongolian horde (my mother’s side of the family immigrated from the Russian side of the Mongolian border, which was close enough to Mongolia for my teenage imagination).
But it turned out that our horse-loving lineage was closer than any of us thought: as a girl, my grandmother would steal her dad’s work horse which pulled the ice cart he used to deliver blocks of ice (back when ice boxes really were boxes that held a huge chunk of ice to keep your food cool). When great-granddad came home for lunch, my grandmother would unhitch the horse, hop up bareback, and ride unhindered through the streets of Philadelphia. When lunch break was over, my grandmother’s brothers would run through the streets calling her name; she’d give the horse back, and with it, give up her few moments of freedom.
Let’s talk a little bit about our brains. While incredibly useful and adaptive, they can also be single-minded (no pun intended!) bullies. A couple years back, I was doing a little number crunching for the business. It was one of those potentially annoying jobs that...read more
Most of my teens and twenties (and some of my thirties, too) were spent searching for someone to teach me the mysteries of the universe. I pictured a manuscript buried in the rare books room of a library in Oxford or Cambridge; or an underground society dedicated...read more
"Do you have daily rituals?" Sitting together in her car after our first lunch “date," my newest friend popped the dreaded question: How do you stay so grounded? Do you have daily rituals? I cringed. I’m a Gemini, after all— we don’t do daily anything except breathe,...read more
What happens when you give yourself permission to change your life? There's a fascinating phenomenon I've observed with my students and, in the past, with clients: once someone signs up for a program, whether it's for wellness or witchery, their life starts moving and...read more
When I arrived, she washed my feet in flowered water and dried them with her long red hair. This is how my studies in Ireland begin. (Admit it: you thought I was working on a sappy romance novel! Hmmm…..) The trip to the farmette, where my teacher Gina lived, involved...read more
What if you could feel what you feel... guilt free? You could savor anger, lick up loneliness, and relish frustration. Roll it in your mouth and caress it with your tongue. What if you knew that tears cleanse the palette and bitter fuels the fire? What if no one ever...read more