I guide journeys in sisterhood around the wheel of the year that awaken their conversation with Mystery, bring soul up from the depths through ceremony, depth council, embodied movement, poetry and ritual enactment, and resource them in the wisdom held in the feminine archetypes.

My core wound comes from the patriarchy’s suppression of the power and mysteries of the feminine, the lack of welcome into the ‘temple’ at menarche, and the absence of soul guidance from elders during my maiden time. I have spent my life gathering and cultivating the wisdom that would have been our birthright in a healthy intact culture.

Through loving reflection, encouragement and guidance, and the powerful alchemical vessel of sisterhood, I support women in uncovering and sharing the truth of who they are so they can grow in self honor, confidence, and sovereignty and bring their gifts forward in sacred action for the earth community.

My Journey

I set out on my journey 30 years ago to discover what I then called the Universal Truths. One of my greatest findings is that we are indeed malleable and have the power to change our beliefs and stories, and that we are truly creators. We can change our reality and when we align to our soul, find our center, our passion, our voice and work together, we can change our collective reality.

It is not always easy to shed conditionings, look into the shadow and walk our truth. It can be messy, it can be confusing, it can be lonely. But the depths we plumb and the insights and vistas we are given the grace to look out upon when we trust and do the work are truly awesome, rich and poignant and cannot be compared to staying within the narrow confines of society’s norm.

This is where I meet you- as a way bearer, supporter, nourisher and soul-loving rallier- giving ear, reflection, heart and inspiration to support you on your journey to fulling your soul purpose.

 

At 20, I left my studies at Cornell University to travel. I wanted to see the diversity of life. I wanted to live on the current that Spirit provides when we let go the banks of the river. I let go- seeking to wash away the norms, value system and blinders I was raised with. I found deep connection to the Earth and the subculture that was picking up tribal ways so familiar to our collective memory- rekindled in the forests, with fire, with drum, with song, with coming together in mutual support to figure out what was core to human community before the infrastructure of this modern society with its competition and separation was built.

I soon became pregnant and started my initiation into the herbal world, developing close allies with a number of plants. Wherever I stayed long enough, I planted a garden and lined my shelves with herbs, learning what I could through personal experience and books.

I co-started an intentional community in western North Carolina in the late 90’s that I envisioned to be an Ark to collect all species of healing plants that would grow happily in the sweet and fertile Appalachian mountains. Many passed through our land for a day or a season, it was a sanctuary for drifters and dreamers. I had deeper lessons to learn though before putting down such roots and I found myself calling for stronger spiritual guidance and the tried and true knowledge of age old traditions and elders.

This desire for devotion, order, depth, mystery and culture, led me to Islam, and I spent the next 7 years in a journey of descent and another 6 years in return. It was here that I went into the cocoon and looked at everything I had ever done and thought, and through the crucible of dissolution reduced my personality and ego to the core of my being. One day, after 7 years of excruciating dismemberment, I sat up from my bed, and there was quiet- the arrogance, entitlement, self aggrandizement, self pity, pettiness and separation that had dominated my inner world, had just slipped from my head and for the first time in my life, I had space.