And now, something I am very excited about.

✨ Nourished to the Bone ✨
A retreat for women to find deep rest, refined replenishment, and soul level restoration through yoga, food, gifts from the earth, sisterhood & meditation.

We often make the distinction in class…

Beautiful People ~

It is with a wildly excited heart that I share this with y’all today. This project has been a total labor of love, and something that I initially thought would be just for my own process. As I shared the stories more and more, however, they spurred something unexpected, and I have been persuaded

I am so aware, these days, that I am standing on the shoulders of giants. That has not always been a cakewalk. It’s given me a lot of shadow to work through and idiosyncrasies to iron out (or embellish :)), but it also makes it possible for me to know the most exquisite moments of life. 

Newton first uttered the giant sentiment when talking about collective learning—our species' unique ability to share, preserve, and build upon knowledge over time. 

Mexico City Master(Heart)Mind(Soul)~

As many of you know I have been reluctant to get back into the groove with retreating. We turned down 5 retreats abroad last year and here is why. During the pandemic the way that the earth bounced back in terms of pollution and animal activity was astounding. If I am really to stand behind the things I have advocated for in the past, it was all a cause for pause. It felt suddenly really difficult to ask a bunch of people to get on an airplane all of a sudden and fly across the globe with a regularity.

She is incomprehensible to mortals. She has that dread radiance of divinity in her face.

~ Hildegard von Bingen

A note to our ladies and gents that want to pass along to your gals - you most definitely with not be sorry.

Hello community,

This is a picture that hangs, to this day, in the dining room of the home I grew up in (notice the wormy chestnut frame- there was a LOT of wormy chestnut in that cabin in the woods). My dad took this shot of a lady slipper that grew in the forest behind our house. A couple weeks ago, I was in class, and the professor asked us to share something that no one in the room knew about us. With exercises like these I love going with the first thing that pops into my brain, and for whatever reason, this beauty came to mind- mind you, this is a memory whose seed was planted some 35 years ago.

Eat sh*# and d**

Sounds pretty harsh right? well, if you came into this world with meconium staining and a cord wrapped around your neck a few times you may have that rattling around the subconscious. 

Meconium staining is when the infant has a bowel movement prematurely, and the child could ingest amniotic fluids filled with excrement. Add a little strangling with the chord that otherwise provides sustenance and your nervous system is cooked. More than that, t’s a matter of life or death. 

On my HeartMind~

It was around this time last year that I was out on a sailboat with my uncle and a buddy of his when we were suddenly surrounded by dancing orcas. It is as fresh as yester-daisies in my mind- the feeling one gets of pure and astonished presence when we get to witness such magnificence as the massively embodied mystery that is nature. It still blow(hole)s me away.
It’s fun how life sometimes unfolds in themes and highlights time with bookmarks and various demarkations. Last week I started listening to the radiolab podcast of the week and it was so good I had to pull over so as not to lose reception en route to my trailhead. The story of how a group of humpback whales, may or may not have been protecting and then ritualizing the loss of a young calf of another type of whale, was so captivating, I found myself quite emotional. As a young girl, I had a poster of a whale right beside my bed and somehow felt these creatures to be not only the sentinels of ocean health, but of mine as well.

Hello friends~

We are about to set sail into the great wide open and I am feeling enlivened at the prospect. It has been some time since I have been in Europe and I am eager to palpate, once again, a certain wisdom that comes only with age. The retreat we are engaging is in a small medieval town south of Paris and is beyond sold-out. We sold out all the rooms and so have stashed someone in the piggeonnier (tower for pigeons), and the last participant to join is shacking up with the retreat coordinator (I think she’s ok with it ;)). Clearly we are all craving some beauty, joy, grounding, and adventure. It has been a true pleasure doing business with you Kate Kilbourne and i’m looking forward to diving in with this dynamic group of exceptional individuals.

: : : the Empress within….

She will pause, she will witness and she will find…
It is the slow drip of a well earned arrival, the sovereign sustenance of one who shakes hands with her shadow and asks for this waltz, the finer attunement that comes from listening with the germinal heartear, the peeling back of layers of shoulds only to find the ache of a heart that knows.

Greetings gentle humans~

Included for you:

a date change, a time adjustment, some words from our friends, EBB enrollment, and a sprinkling of the various and sundry, and sun sun sunny filled

Hi beautiful friends~

I saw this image yesterday and it struck me as the sweetest statement of deep love.

How does it land with you?

I hope you are all finding ways of landing deeper in your hearts (however unexpected those ways may be), that are attuned to both personal power and mystery (a combo you may have heard about in class this morning :)).

THE ROAD BETWEEN TWO PILLARS

These be some threshold times. If we are going to play in this space suit called a body, we might as well make good use of this other finite playtoy called Time, which among other things, invites us to do things with a sense of growth, evolution, and intention. These mornings in and around the last days of December always feel a little bit like tiptoe-time to me…

Hi there terrific turkeys~

Just lollygagging around a bit over the weekend, I was savoring the fact that I’m mighty glad I get to connect with you in whatever way it is that we do, from time to time. So much gratitude for you all, and for the space that gets carved out, even in cyber worlds, when we intentionally listen and share. Thanks always for your words, your practice, and/or just your presence.

Dear beloved friends and community,

If ever there were a time to steal away and enjoy some of life’s more glorious iterations, that time might be now and that spot might just be the french countryside.

No ‘might’ about it, we’re headed thataway and I’d looovvve to extend an invitation to you and yours…

It is with such sweet excitement that I present to you…

by Alphonse Mucha- Native American Woman with Flowers and Feathers

… But it sure can be of benefit to spend some time on one (thanks for the drumroll John Donne).

I am just back from the wilds of the woods on San Juan Island, and good lord I don’t even know how to express the beauty of this world sometimes.

WELCOME TO CLARITY.

INCLUDED INSIDE:
NEWS, EBB OFFERING, HITTIN’ THE ROAD JACKIE, LATE AUGUST SCHEDULE SHIFT, VITAL VITTLES- THINGS I LUV, AND MORE~

Always it's spring and everyone's in love and flowers pick themselves. ~ E.E. Cummings

WHAT THE… ? WHATEVER COULD IT BE, ALIGHTED THERE UPON MY EAR??

Ah sweet joy that it is to have a body!…

Full transparency, i have not always felt that way. There were many years when my body was not my friend- or rather, i was not a friend to her. Years of not listening or being kind; of the many traumas and stories welling up and me trying to silence them to the extent that being in my skin was darn near the most uncomfortable thing going. The alchemy that saved me had everything to do with the following ingredients- a body practice, food, relationships, words, and nature. I don’t think i could have done it without a one of them. All were required to relearn, or quite possibly find for the first time, an ability to plop back down into a body i had exited. I know so many of us are holding a lot these days.