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When We Did Not Turn Away

When we do not turn away, even the heaviest things can rest. Image credit: alexas_fotos via Pixabay.

In our Sunday Women’s Circle, we spoke to the elephant in the room. One by one, each woman faced the feelings churning deep within. Courage became our staff to lean on. It wasn’t only the fear of a world that feels unstable. It was the bitter taste of betrayal. Still, one at a time, we… Continue reading When We Did Not Turn Away

Rooted

There’s a woman seated in the forest, dressed in roots.She’s not trapped.She’s rooted. This morning, I woke shaking.My body remembering.Stories in the world tapping on old doors. “No. Not this again.”I cried.When will it end? For a moment, I wanted the memories gone — erased, buried, finished once and for all. But wanting them gone… Continue reading Rooted

A Doorway, Not a Wound

A short while ago, someone posted something on social media that felt unkind to me.It was a slanted half-truth — just enough distortion to sting. I don’t know this person well. I suspect they were moving from their own unresolved pain. Still, it hurt. It was passive-aggressive. Aimed. And I found myself asking the old… Continue reading A Doorway, Not a Wound

The Uppity Woman’s Guide to Sovereignty

Sovereignty begins the moment we step out of the old story and into our own light.

I Stopped Carrying Pain That Was Never Mine There comes a time in every woman’s life when she realizes she has been carrying sorrows, expectations, judgments, and wounds that never truly belonged to her. Some were inherited—passed down through a lineage that began long before Jesus, Mary Magdalene, or Buddha. A lineage that taught women… Continue reading The Uppity Woman’s Guide to Sovereignty

Beyond the Veil: A Love Letter to the Witness

Stepping beyond the veil — into the vast, luminous truth of who we really are.

Ram Dass once said: By cutting through the veil of illusion, one realizes they are not the body or the mind. In fact, we are seduced into the appearances of reality. The game is to get free from attachments to the senses by using the witness. I keep coming back to that line—using the witness.… Continue reading Beyond the Veil: A Love Letter to the Witness

A dawn of quiet celebration—honoring the freedom to greet each new day with open arms and an open heart.

A Meditation for Independence Day As we approach Independence Day, I’ve been reflecting on the many layers of freedom that live in body, heart, and spirit. I am free to be all of me, through grace and growth. ~Lee Byrd Freedom to rest—cradled in the arms of Mother Earth.Freedom to embrace passion and joy, to… Continue reading Freedom