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NOVEMBER The month of elections and politics. Now’s the time for all good women to run for office! Women in power. Women speaking truth to power. Wise women rule wisely!   I am mad. So very mad. No, that doesn’t […]

NOVEMBER The month of elections and politics. Now’s the time for all good women to run for office! Women in power. Women speaking truth to power. Wise women rule wisely!   Coming from the tough love school of spiritual counseling […]

NOVEMBER The month of elections and politics. Now’s the time for all good women to run for office! Women in power. Women speaking truth to power. Wise women rule wisely! With the question of power — its uses and abuses […]

NOVEMBER The month of elections and politics. Now’s the time for all good women to run for office! Women in power. Women speaking truth to power. Wise women rule wisely! With the question of power — its uses and abuses […]

OCTOBER  October is harvest time, a time of maturity and fruition. The Queen time of the year. What have we sown? What have we reaped? Lessons, experience, mastership, wisdom.  Getting Over Getting Older by Wendy Jaffe By the time you […]

OCTOBER  October is harvest time, a time of maturity and fruition. The Queen time of the year. What have we sown? What have we reaped? Lessons, experience, mastership, wisdom. A Spiritual Conspiracy On the surface of the world right now […]

SEPTEMBER September marks the beginning of the school year. And even if we have not attended classes in ages, we are still affected through our children and grand kids, as well as our own memories. Letter to my 12 year […]

SEPTEMBER September marks the beginning of the school year. And even if we have not attended classes in ages, we are still affected through our children and grand kids, as well as our own memories. Knowing through Her personal experience […]

September marks the beginning of the school year. And even if we have not attended classes in ages, we are still affected through our children and grand kids, as well as our own memories. *** Imagine a woman Until we […]

When I began this journey toward my Self, I was an innocent in many respects. Responsible beyond my years, yet repressed, compressed, regressed, like the tightest pussy willow — the one with the hardest shell — protection for my fuzzy, […]