I feel most at home in a circle of women.
I'm rewriting the story of a world which both profits from and disempowers us by programming internalized misogyny, competitiveness, scarcity and judgement.
Loving women is first nature and I am remembering it here and now, again

Circling in heart, in share, in song, in prayer with women has revealed me to myself.
The guiding light on the pathway to discovering my purpose.
What scooped me up and carried me home when the shadows of loss and pain brought me to my knees.
A hall of mirrors showing me that which I disliked in another is where my own opportunity to grow lives.
The relief that comes when I realize that I don't have to carry it all.

When we gather we remember an ancient way of being together.
Our souls know how to be touched in this way.
We gather to remind each other that we are not the same, but all one.
Our minds know how to connect in this way.

Gathering is how we revive our forgotten magic, power and love.

Our bodies know how to express in this way.

I know that I am changing the world when I sit in a circle of women because they are changing mine.