I was sitting in the hot tub talking with my girlfriend when the moon stopped me mid-sentence. She was just a waxing crescent peeking out below the clouds. She was dark the day before and now this glittering slice of silver in the fading light felt like an especially magical gift. I thanked the clouds for making space for her to shine - even just for that moment. 

Have you ever noticed the way early morning sunlight dances across pink plum blossoms in early spring? I caught a glimpse of that dance out my kitchen window this morning, and I let the beauty take my breath away.

On the morning of Sunday, October 16th, I experienced a kind of lightening strike. This was the morning I was supposed to fly to Crete for a convocation of priestesses from all around the world, but instead, I tested positive for COVID-19. With the appearance of that second line on the home test, a three year dream evaporated in an instant.

When I listen to my heart

I end up outside

running through fields of wildflowers.

I sing out loud

not even worrying if I’m on key.


This weekend I experienced the joy of peach canning. I absolutely love the sunny, golden color and juiciness of ripe peaches. Canning them is a completely sensual experience.

A few days ago, I was listening to The New York Times Daily podcast…The podcast spurred so many thoughts for me, and the one I want to explore in this post today, is a growing curiosity about how we can approach issues controversial without taking sides.

This step will be a step out your front door and into the beauty of spring for something that I call a Beauty Walk.