The journey of embodying a poem, engaged with fully, is a transformative act.

It gives you a visceral experience, like a physical memory, of...

Poetry goes deep fast. It opens up sacred realms.

Poems came to me at crucial moments when I was struggling to step into leadership and helped me...

It was 4 in the morning. I woke again with the familiar ache in my heart. A physical pain - tension, tightness, an inner pressure.

For years I...

I just LOVED this deep dive conversation with the wonderful Kate Wolf about why stories are so powerful for communicating the depth and value of...

I was four years old, sitting at the dinner table, tears rolling down my cheeks, my face wretched. Distressed by the cutting exchange of terse...

I didn't trust it for a moment
but I drank it anyway,
the wine of my own poetry.

It gave me the daring to take hold
of the darkness and tear it down
...

I sat by the hospital bed, his hand in mine, morning ‘til evening, day after day. (It was a different era!)

When not camping out in the...

To be human
is to become visible,
while carrying
what is hidden
as a gift to others.

To remember
the other world
in this world
is to live in your 
...

How’s your inner critic? It can be the toughest critic of all. 

The fault-finder, the nit-picker, the nasty attacker that lives in our...

It is not the critic who counts:
not the one who points out
how the strong woman stumbles
or where the doer of deeds
could have done better.
The credit...

True story: 
I sat in my dressing gown, on my sofa, with a box of tissues, sobbing my heart out, all day. I was heartbroken - I felt like my...

Three years ago I really struggled to charge money for my coaching. Squirmy, sticky resistance created avoidance and procrastination.

My heart...