The audacity of being ourselves

The audacity of being ourselves

Yesterday, I went walking on a local mountain. It was one of those impossibly clear afternoons—the kind that reminds you how lucky you are to live where you do. The Glasshouse Mountains stood as they always do: iconic, quiet, vast. I was with a small group of women,...
Mind meets body: magic begins

Mind meets body: magic begins

Real progress — true creativity — begins when the mind accepts the body’s capacity, and the body receives the mind’s vision. It’s an inner reconciliation, a quiet alchemy. Embodiment, to me, is the holy grail. In myth and mysticism — from the tale of the Fisher King...