Archetype of the Wild Woman. — Lilith would cavort freely. Her time, her space, her thoughts, her body was all hers. She had her own designs about her life. Not so much of it being planned, but more of it being lived in a way that had deep introspective meaning. The more she lived, the wilder…

Ancestry. Its gifts and curses. — Blessings and salutations to my father! And his father’s father. Descendants of warriors and tribal leaders. Strong in constitution, long in life. Fearless and fearsome. Protectors of the clan, of women and children. Exalted sportsmen, supple in body, willowy in grace. Disciplined with routines. Blessed with wits, blessed with obsessive…

A life in another time. — Once there was a young maiden. She was simple, she was naïve. There was nothing beyond the village and pastures that she truly dreamed of or longed for. Life was as it is for her, come what may. Until one day, she met a knight. But this knight was not…

Sacral Generator musings — Cooking for myself. Only I know how to nourish myself best. Nobody else has that responsibility but me. Quiet mornings and a lots of alone time. The world is a busy, busy, chatty place full of inane white noise. Not speaking is wonderful at times. That cup of coffee. It…

Human Design as lived by me — An old friend once in disdain looked at me and said ‘You can’t seem to rest. The minute something goes well, you will go and kick it up all over again’. To him I was a wild card, a shit-stirrer, one who cannot be controlled. …

A journey through the maternal lineage — Our relationship is one full of rife and strife. Karmically, I am her re-born. My moon is in the first house in the degree of Cancer. A position loaded with mother issues subconsciously and also manifested in the body. However, to understand why our mothers are how they are we…

I never understood the difference until I actually experienced it. Now, I wanted answers. Clear differentiation as to what I was feeling. Loneliness is an empty gaping hole. A child, forever fretful and screaming for attention but not yet learning how to express what they need. In adulthood, it becomes…

Of declarations and healing regrets. — The title is an ode to the Annie Lennox song I used to be obsessed with. Of being woebegone, alternating between desire and despair. Having gone through all that, there is a peace and serenity in the heart. For love never really leaves us. In the residue of the aftermath…

The Goddess who governs the Solar Plexus. — Athena is a bad ass b*tch, I’ll give you that. Not in a primal way like Lilith who governs the Root chakra. Athena or Minerva as she is referred to by the Romans will kick ass in a calm, strategic manner. Legend has it she sprang from her father’s forehead…