I ran, desperate, from the center of the city to the outskirts, in search of a place where I could breathe and worship as only untamed women like myself are meant to do. I could not go far, but still, found a small green patch of paradise to soothe me. I needed my own little spit of land with trees, grass and soil. A parcel all my own on which I could walk dance and chant; a barefoot wild child with bonfire blazing in the circle of stones strategically set so the moon can be seen through the trees and the deer can creep past me as they go out into the night to the things that deer do in the dark. I craved this turf of mine for I needed to send my roots down into the earth to soak up the visions, passion and power that pulses from deep within her core, the very heart of our Mother, Gaia. My land, from which I will harvest the vegetables and herbs I've grown, and tend the flowers I've lovingly coaxed into bloom and where the bees come to drone lazily from flower to fl
Why are goals so damn difficult to meet? For me, I mean. (I don’t expect you to answer, but ponder if you will, the possible explanations). Even the simplest of goals always get left in the dust, unmet. Losing weight is just one of my many oft-attempted but never met goals with the exception of one instance, 6 or 7 years ago. I did actually meet that goal, but in the end, I gained it all back and am even farther behind the 8 ball this time around. True to form, I have even more weight to lose. I am far from alone in this particular failed endeavor, I know. I can only give myself but so much grief over it when so many people the world over struggle with the very same thing. It is extremely difficult (and so insanely simple!) to do. And yet...? No, for the sake of this post, I am talking about pretty much everything else in my life that I have sworn to do and yet, failed to do, time and time again. I’m going to learn how to sew. < didn’t > I’m going to beco