the way of the heart is not the path that the world prescribes is not the even, gentle course of clearly defined lines linear, concentric, symmetric. the way of the heart is not a journey with a bread-crumbled trail where the way in, leads you out again. the way of the heart is the moment… Read More
poem: A DOULA’S PRAYER
A DOULA’S PRAYER o tender and loving god hold us gently as we pray we – the healers, the life bearers, the doulas – the ones who hold up creation as it breaks through in the very act of birth for we are the ones who stand in the liminal spaces the ones holding divine… Read More
poem: TRANSFORMATION
Tell me, Butterfly, what’s it like? Read More