Lebe die Göttin in Dir

24/04/2024

https://youtu.be/l1GMjZPljhw?si=8qmjdwAoXaIxmbja

Wie hast du in den letzten Wochen erlebt?Wie geht es dir mit den geballten Energien?Die Kräfte nehmen weiter Fahrt auf! Von meinen Erfahrungen möchte ich dir...

21/12/2020

Eine wunderschöne Wintersonnenwendfeier mit meinen Kindern, meiner Nichte, meinem Neffen und meiner Mama. Es war etwas besonderes an diesem Tag... Etwas magisches!

31/10/2018

Ich wünsche euch ein wundervolles Samhain! Jetzt beginnt die Zeit des Rückzugs und der Dunkelheit...

15/07/2018

So ist es! Tanzt zusammen den Tanz des Lebens!

„There is no competition among wild women. They are too damn wild to be caught in a tiny space of envy. Instead, they dance together and allow good to flow abundantly to them.“

Wild Woman Sisterhood

Bild: (Instagram) 🙏🏻💕

24/12/2017

Dies ist unser Dankbarkeitsteller... Für alles wofür wir dankbar sind haben wir eine Kerze angezündet. Am Ende waren es doch nicht genug! Ich wünsche euch besinnliche Feiertage... Ruhe, Kraft, Liebe, Gesundheit und den Blick für die kleinen Wunder für das nächste Jahr!

28/04/2017

So soll es sein!!!

11/03/2017

Ein schöner Text... Aber auch mich hat das Bild erst einmal verstört... Es lohnt sich zu lesen

I Am Told That I Am Gross.

This self portrait is a diagram of how the world reminds me every single day how gross I am.

Menstrual blood is gross. (But violent and gory bloody movies are normal).

Cellulite is gross. (But the vast majority of women have it and we tend to think we are the only ones on the planet that have cellulite and to get rid of it is praised)....

Fat rolls are gross and the bones on someone too thin is gross too. (But loving oneself is narcissistic).

Small breasts are gross. (But surgery will fix me).

Pimples are gross. ( But antibiotics that can make one's skin swell and unable to be in the sun -this happened to me as a teen- and potentially cause skin cancer because of it is a good choice, how could I choose to offend other humans with my innocent pimples).

Wrinkles and dark circles under my eyes are ugly... (Yet painful injections to erase away evidence of growing a privileged long life happen at parties).

It's no wonder so many of us struggle with depression and with feeling unworthy to feel divine and sacred when we have been engrained to believe just how gross we are by simply being us: Women, with beating hearts and waves of emotion and years of living, crying, loving, struggling, succeeding, birthing, grieving, aging.

If I see you in a supermarket and you have stained the back of your white dress with menstrual blood, I will come tell you how beautiful you are! If I see your cellulite, I will compliment the beautiful aliveness of your skin and ask if you wanna see mine! If I see your rolls or your bones, I will tell you how sacred, precious and divine your body is and how I wonder what it must feel like for your soul to breathe and dance in such a rad collection of molecules! If I see your pimples I will tell you that you are just like me. If I see your wrinkles, I will tell you that you have lived a rich life.

Let's LOVE, friends! Because let me tell you as someone who has watched her father take his last breaths in her arms: much too soon we have to say goodbye to these wild and funny and messy and fascinating and gorgeously magical miracles we call bodies.

**I was so worried to post this photo. More than any other photo I have ever posted and it was noticing that fear/worry that pushed me to finally post it.

08/03/2017

Auf uns Frauen!

27/02/2017

Jungfrau, Mutter, weise Alte in Prag. Das Foto wurde von Katinka Soetens aufgenommen!