Here is what I shall bring to the table.
And to our time together.
Here is MY toolkit & the many hats I shall wear...
The Yoga Bit...
It was first through music, movement, & theatre that I learned the energy of Magic. Of Awe.
Of landing for a moment in the palm of God...
I could glimpse it sometimes in a moment upon the stage.
But I could never quite figure out how to carry that with me - lasting, directed, more than just epherma -
into the fabric of my EveryDay.
Yoga -
Which looked like me, stumbling into class unawares, at the age of 18, most likely a tad bit hungover and reeking of cigarette smoke, years of eating disorders already under my belt (with a few more to come)... finally finding a place where I could land.
“Oh.”
“This feels different.”
“You can actually come HOME inside this skin.”
“Oh.”
“If I shift my breathing, I can actually shift my ME - how I am inside this space - maybe even my Life.’
"Oh."
"This feels good."
"Oh."
"I can do new and hard and fun and challenging and ridiculous things."
"Oh."
"I am strong and wise and good."
"I contain oceans and valleys and cloud prisms and ancient forest floors..."
"Oh."
"I can remember this any damn time I please."
It was a tool to land inside this body.
To return to it and bless it and right it and remind myself of the holy-ness of bones and skin & nerve & lungs once more.
To remember what a holy thing it is to live inside this world and skin once more.
And it is where we shall begin.
With the deep reverence and touchstone of the Body and the Breath.
This will be our gateway and our guide.
Of landing for a moment in the palm of God...
I could glimpse it sometimes in a moment upon the stage.
But I could never quite figure out how to carry that with me - lasting, directed, more than just epherma -
into the fabric of my EveryDay.
Yoga -
Which looked like me, stumbling into class unawares, at the age of 18, most likely a tad bit hungover and reeking of cigarette smoke, years of eating disorders already under my belt (with a few more to come)... finally finding a place where I could land.
“Oh.”
“This feels different.”
“You can actually come HOME inside this skin.”
“Oh.”
“If I shift my breathing, I can actually shift my ME - how I am inside this space - maybe even my Life.’
"Oh."
"This feels good."
"Oh."
"I can do new and hard and fun and challenging and ridiculous things."
"Oh."
"I am strong and wise and good."
"I contain oceans and valleys and cloud prisms and ancient forest floors..."
"Oh."
"I can remember this any damn time I please."
It was a tool to land inside this body.
To return to it and bless it and right it and remind myself of the holy-ness of bones and skin & nerve & lungs once more.
To remember what a holy thing it is to live inside this world and skin once more.
And it is where we shall begin.
With the deep reverence and touchstone of the Body and the Breath.
This will be our gateway and our guide.
The Herbalist Bit...
I remember showing up to my first day of Herb Class with my primary teacher, Jane Bothwell, and, as I sat in a circle of mostly Botany students, science-geeks & Nature enthusiasts, I had an “oh shit” moment.
Maybe these were not my people.
So I put out the advisory warning.
“Hey guys - Just so ya' know - I am NOT a plant geek.
My husband does most of the gardening at our house.
I am happy to pick it and eat it.
I did not grow up running through the fields, naming and marvelling at each wayward flower & leaf.
I have a background in the ARTS, guys.
The ARTS....
*Ahem*
Mostly, I am here because I want to invest in my own Wise Woman training.
I am an elder-in-training and one day it will be up to me to shine forth a model of what healing, resilience, deep care & nourishment looks like.
And I want to be ready for that day.”
And so I have learned the names and the functions of the plants.
Some of them - where they grow and what soil they like.
I have learned about teas and tinctures and salves and potions and witchery and magic and holding hands and closing eyes and dropping into a SONG.
I have learned that Medicine is often close by.
It takes many forms.
And there is much - MUCH - that we can heal and summon - with OUR OWN TWO HANDS.
Maybe these were not my people.
So I put out the advisory warning.
“Hey guys - Just so ya' know - I am NOT a plant geek.
My husband does most of the gardening at our house.
I am happy to pick it and eat it.
I did not grow up running through the fields, naming and marvelling at each wayward flower & leaf.
I have a background in the ARTS, guys.
The ARTS....
*Ahem*
Mostly, I am here because I want to invest in my own Wise Woman training.
I am an elder-in-training and one day it will be up to me to shine forth a model of what healing, resilience, deep care & nourishment looks like.
And I want to be ready for that day.”
And so I have learned the names and the functions of the plants.
Some of them - where they grow and what soil they like.
I have learned about teas and tinctures and salves and potions and witchery and magic and holding hands and closing eyes and dropping into a SONG.
I have learned that Medicine is often close by.
It takes many forms.
And there is much - MUCH - that we can heal and summon - with OUR OWN TWO HANDS.
The Writing Bit...
Because this is how I land.
How I turn the topsy-turvy swirly, mind-fuckery bits into some semblance of good, of gold, of nourishment & LIGHT.
This is how I spin it into substance and make sense of what wants to come forth.
This is how I offer what tools and wisdom I’ve been granted - back to YOU.
A big piece and offering of any work we do together will include the dispatches - notes, revelations, tools & insights that I send to you.
Sometimes via email. (Pssst! - You can sign up for Back Pocket Luv Notes at the bottom of this page..
and get in on that sh*t, like, NOW!)
Sometimes via a fancy little PDF or downloadable sheet.
WORDS are a big piece of my personal Love-Language and how the Magic comes through me out into the world.
And it's a chunk of what I'll be passing on to you.
How I turn the topsy-turvy swirly, mind-fuckery bits into some semblance of good, of gold, of nourishment & LIGHT.
This is how I spin it into substance and make sense of what wants to come forth.
This is how I offer what tools and wisdom I’ve been granted - back to YOU.
A big piece and offering of any work we do together will include the dispatches - notes, revelations, tools & insights that I send to you.
Sometimes via email. (Pssst! - You can sign up for Back Pocket Luv Notes at the bottom of this page..
and get in on that sh*t, like, NOW!)
Sometimes via a fancy little PDF or downloadable sheet.
WORDS are a big piece of my personal Love-Language and how the Magic comes through me out into the world.
And it's a chunk of what I'll be passing on to you.
The Mama Bit...
We live inside a guru era.
We are swimming inside a desultory and toxic celebrity stew.
When we go in seek of help, guidance, assistance - we are usually sold a perfected, air-brushed vision of a supernatural human - who spends their days inside the ashram, the juice bar, gazing into the eyes of their Tantric lover or levitating on a Central American beach somewhere.
I don’t wanna be your guru. (Soooooo not applying for this job title, friend.)
I don’t want to share my secret 6-part recipe or cleanse your auric field or re-align your chakras or sell you on my safeguarded, mystical map to Life.
I don’t want to take you out of this world.
I want to better help equip you to LIVE and WORK and SERVE and LEAD inside this one.
I’ve got this 6-year-old heavy (another word for guru, in case you were wondering) that I commune with everyday.
And she has taught me that my job is not to present a picture of perfection.
But to rather help navigate a path that includes a lot of the deeply Im-Perfect.
My job is to be deeply present for her.
Bring the whole of me - my experiences, teachers & tools - to the table - and to offer them as needed.
To help her master the art of the Fuck-up.
To teach her to laugh when things inevitably don’t go her way.
To craft resiliency in the midst of disappointment.
To know her own strength so she can summon it at will.
And to steep her deeply inside of her own Wisdom, her innate Joy, and boundless capacity to Learn, Grow
& LOVE (as in the active, Verb form of the word.)
And I bring this spirit to you.
And to the work that I (WE) do.
I am here to hold space for what is wanting to come forth for you.
I am here to mirror back your own brilliance.
Your own solvency.
Strength.
Solutions.
To reflect back a piece of your own heart and remind you of Why YOU ARE HERE.
I am here to bolster, love up, nourish, nudge & support you.
We can kick that phony-ass guru nonsense to the curb.
We are swimming inside a desultory and toxic celebrity stew.
When we go in seek of help, guidance, assistance - we are usually sold a perfected, air-brushed vision of a supernatural human - who spends their days inside the ashram, the juice bar, gazing into the eyes of their Tantric lover or levitating on a Central American beach somewhere.
I don’t wanna be your guru. (Soooooo not applying for this job title, friend.)
I don’t want to share my secret 6-part recipe or cleanse your auric field or re-align your chakras or sell you on my safeguarded, mystical map to Life.
I don’t want to take you out of this world.
I want to better help equip you to LIVE and WORK and SERVE and LEAD inside this one.
I’ve got this 6-year-old heavy (another word for guru, in case you were wondering) that I commune with everyday.
And she has taught me that my job is not to present a picture of perfection.
But to rather help navigate a path that includes a lot of the deeply Im-Perfect.
My job is to be deeply present for her.
Bring the whole of me - my experiences, teachers & tools - to the table - and to offer them as needed.
To help her master the art of the Fuck-up.
To teach her to laugh when things inevitably don’t go her way.
To craft resiliency in the midst of disappointment.
To know her own strength so she can summon it at will.
And to steep her deeply inside of her own Wisdom, her innate Joy, and boundless capacity to Learn, Grow
& LOVE (as in the active, Verb form of the word.)
And I bring this spirit to you.
And to the work that I (WE) do.
I am here to hold space for what is wanting to come forth for you.
I am here to mirror back your own brilliance.
Your own solvency.
Strength.
Solutions.
To reflect back a piece of your own heart and remind you of Why YOU ARE HERE.
I am here to bolster, love up, nourish, nudge & support you.
We can kick that phony-ass guru nonsense to the curb.
YOU:::
The WE Bit...
As part of our work together, You agree to set aside the necessary time and energy to implement the steps and practices we discuss inside our sessions. You agree to be an equal and active participant inside this process to bring forth the transformation desired. You agree to show up clear-headed, engaged and ready to step in to the work at hand.
For my part, I agree to use whatever resources I have at my disposal to bring about the transformation desired. I agree to show up clear-headed, engaged, and ready to help you gain access to the tools you require to Go Deeper.
To bloom.
For my part, I agree to use whatever resources I have at my disposal to bring about the transformation desired. I agree to show up clear-headed, engaged, and ready to help you gain access to the tools you require to Go Deeper.
To bloom.