Musings from my soul

Welcome to my Shangri-la // Because not all who wander are lost

As a Mentor, Life Coach, Facilitator of Women's Circles and Workshops, I have come to find that many of us have 'Mother Wounds,' as Bethany Webster depicts below. How do we mend separation in this culture? How do we bring women together to care for...

Upon rising, I felt my wings falter and fall. Breathing in sun, coffee aroma, and sweet fur baby kisses. Lemonade as backdrop whilst blue ink falls on soft pages of white...

Emotions dancing through fragments of thought. Desiring a cave - Hieroglyphic walls. Runes, tarot, buckskin. Feeling the sanctuary of earth. Singing over the bones for those living and those who have passed...

This morning I awoke to crisp air on my face, birds singing from their sanctuary with the occasional, "who-who" echoing in the distance...

I awoke this morning thinking of the Bird Sanctuary we went to yesterday as well as the aquarium. I thought about how sad the captivity but how wonderful the release. Two Condors and an Owl will be released back to the wild very soon...