Two years ago, I sat in a small circle of peers and our guides– the desert winds blowing furiously in our faces and blinding our eyes with dust– in preparation to head out on a journey into the remote parts of Death Valley for 5 days on my own. With just water and some survival gear, without food or shelter, I would sleep on the earth floor, close to the bones, my body exposed to the elemental impulse of the wild gods. 

A few months back, a friend who was turning 60 invited me to her celebration of The Pleasure Priestess. She was choosing to enter her...

I like to say that women’s bodies have taught me my work. And 15 years in, they continue to.    But if anyone had told me 15 years ago...

I took me years to see to the bottom of this, but women’s bodies ultimately taught me the truth: That whatever is happening in a woman’s...