I think a lot of women carry the ancestral memory of witch burnings. We don't consciously remember it, but somewhere in our cellular memory is the remembrance that women with gifts of healing were routinely tracked down and burned as heretics by the Church, which was the "scientific" institution of the day. It is this … Continue reading The Fear of Burning
It is long past time to structure our human activities around the naturally fluctuating cycles and rhythms of women and nature.
I have this habit of sorta sabatoging myself all the time. I'm starting to wonder if I fell into this recent pit of depression for the sole purpose of blogging. Scratch that. That makes no sense. Either way, I've fallen into this pit and I'm not sure how to get out at the moment and … Continue reading when the grass is light