Okay, so I'm way far behind on my blogs and my "to do" list is a mile long (big surprise, right?), but I couldn't let tonight pass without paying homage to the Full Moon.

Tonight is the Flower Moon and it's a perfect time to stop and smell the roses (literally and figuratively)! Take just 5 minutes tonight, go outside and cast your eyes up to the sky.

Let the beauty and fullness of the Moon wash over you and take in the energy of the Goddess. Feel her arms around you and feel her full potential penetrate your soul with her light.

Remember, the Moon is all about feminine energy, so let your hair down and take time to appreciate the sensual curves of your own Goddess body. Pick a flower from your garden and put it in your hair. Dance around under the fullness of the Moon and let your body find its groove.

If you have a partner, make love to them. If you don't have a partner, make love to yourself. But whatever you do, do it like a Goddess! ~ Enjoy!
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Every Goddess needs a little pampering now and then.

So imagine my surprise when my mother-in-law, Aggie ~ whom I love like perfectly chilled pinot (and that's a lot) ~ told me just a few weeks ago that she'd never had a pedicure in her entire life (gasp!).

To think that this woman raised two kids, divorced two husbands and worked two jobs at a time but had never treated herself to the simple indulgence of a well deserved pedicure just broke my Goddess heart.

So as a belated Mother's Day gift to her (and myself) I made it my personal mission to set things right in the world 10 toes at a time.

To this end, I made us side-by-side appointments at a little spa in our area that lets you bring your own wine (I know, right!?). And Aggie and I  sat down in our heated massage chairs, sipped our wine and talked, completely undisturbed, for an entire hour while we were washed, clipped, rubbed and polished pretty.

When we left Aggie looked at me and said, "I can't believe I never knew how great this is. I should do this every month. And anyways, when's the last time you and I had an hour to just sit an talk?"

We then took our pampered piggies out for a lovely sushi lunch and sat and talked for another hour or two. It was purely divine and our inner Goddesses were absolutely purring by the time we got home.

I'm so grateful for the women in my life, for having a mother-in-law I love so much, and for being able to honor the Goddess within each of us today in such a simple yet indulgent way.

Have a beautiful day Goddesses!
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You’ve heard me say it before… balance is an ongoing process. And all of us find ourselves a little out of kilter every now and then.

Lately, I’ve definitely been riding the rapids! I’ve overbooked myself and I haven’t been prioritizing well. And as I crowd more and more “stuff” into my day, the less time I have to honor myself by spending time on the truly important things ~ things like hot baths and long walks and watching goofy TV shows with my teenage son and making dinner with my husband.

But hosting Thursday’s Reclaiming Your Life: Body, Mind & Spirit teleseminar reminded me of just how easy it is to slide into that dark place ~ the place where you’re running ragged reacting to your world instead of flowing through it like a gentle river.

Putting together the content for this call also gave me the opportunity to pull out some of my favorite tools and to start using them again in my own life. And, not surprisingly, I'm already seeing results! (BTW, these are the same tools I share with you in the free teleseminar and the ones we’ll explore more deeply in the 3-week virtual retreat that’s coming up soon!)

Maybe the thing I love most about being a teacher is that you can always learn from your own lessons. And that’s exactly what I’m doing now ~ taking my own advice.

If you haven’t heard the call recording from my Reclaiming Your Life: Body, Mind & Spirit teleseminar, you can listen or download it for FREE until this Monday, May 17th. Just click here to register.
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Hello Mercury (we sure have missed you). Our old friend Mercury goes direct this evening around 6:30. Oh thank the Gods!

Normally the retreating presence of this God/Planet doesn’t get me too flustered, but lately… oy!

I’ve screwed up workshop dates, lost documents on my computer (and I usually hit the save button obsessively) and put off writing and workshop projects until the last possible moment.

So after a house blessing for a friend tonight, I’m coming home around 8, pouring myself a glass of pino and asking my buddy Mercury to come out and play.

I’ve got a few projects that need finishing touches, and an exciting new virtual VIP day in the works (juicy stuff), and I can’t wait to see what inspired ideas flow into my work.

The funk is finally lifting and the New Moon and Mercury are moving me forward. Wanna come along for the ride?

Click here to check out my workshops and other cool stuff.
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I love being a mom. And so you'd think that it would follow that Mother's Day would be one of my favorite holidays. I mean, what could be better than a day to celebrate the magic of life and the unique love of a mother? How much more "Goddess" can you get... right?

But 7 years ago on Mother's Day morning I got a phone call that changed who I was forever. When the phone rang, waking me up from fitful dreams, I already knew.
 
The voice on the line was soft and comforting, but the news, however, was not. It was one of the nurses from Hospice calling to let me know that my dad has passed away in the wee hours of the morning.

My range of emotions were like a pendulum, swinging from sadness for myself and my sister and joy that our dad's struggle was finally over. It would be years before that pendulum found its balance again.

But the hardest part of that morning was knowing that I had to call my little sister and greet her with the same news I'd just come to know. No breakfast in bed from her sweet little girls, no day at the beach picking up sea shells, no Mother's Day brunch at her favorite restaurant. Just the harsh reality of life and death and grief. And as hard as it was for me, I knew it would be worse for her. 

I met my sister at Hospice that day and we cried together. We refused to let anyone even say the words "Mother's Day" for years because it would send us into a spiral of grief and tears we still couldn't get a grip on. In fact, I don't even think we called our own mother (who'd divorced our dad more than 10 years earlier) on Mother's Day for many years after that (sorry mom).

Seven years later though, I'm finally starting to enjoy Mother's Day again. I'm sitting here in bed this morning without the heavy heart I had back then. My son just brought me a cup of coffee and I can smell bacon wafting up from the kitchen.

My dad is certainly on my mind today, and I miss him like crazy, but in some ways that makes me want to celebrate even more, to honor the parts of him that are still alive in me. Yeah, today's gonna be a good day. It's Mother's Day afterall.
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