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Yesterday, June 30, was another day of Americans taking to the streets to show support for the immigrants detained, the babies in cages, for the protection of families. It was heartening and heartbreaking. “We care!” shouts my five year old grandson, Scout, as we walk. I worry caring will not be enough to shift the cruel course of this Administration. We are on a narrow path. And we must take action together. We stand at the threshold of tomorrow.

I want our voices to emerge with what we know to be true. We have been given a new story. And what is asked of us, as tellers of the new story, is our voice and our courage.”     Margaret Wheatley


New rules, new structures, new leaders awakened to the wild and sacred Feminine are needed. The deep collective soul wound is the estrangement from the Feminine, from the ethic of care, the creativity of connection. Claiming feminine power as a community, in collaboration, to shift us towards a more humane and caring future is the path to healing. There are some brilliant emergent leaders breaking out.

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, a 28 year old  Latina running her first campaign beat a 10 term incumbent in a New York Congressional primary. Authentically herself, “a girl from the Bronx”, her campaign mantra was “no one should be too poor to live”. Everyone should have healthcare, free public education,adequate food and shelter to live a dignified life. She described her victory as “the green shoots of triumph over the deep midnight and darkness” of the political moment. It was a grounded, step-by-step campaign without big money donors.  Her achievement demonstrated the power and effectiveness of collective, collaborative, community goals and organized action. We, too, can claim the freedom to do what is ours to do. What is right to do.

There is a beautiful word and value in Hawaiian tradition – kuleana – which comes to mind. The simple translation is “responsibility” but it goes much deeper than that. It describes the reciprocal relationship between you and the things, people, issues you love and are responsible for. It speaks to the call to engage, to participate, from such a focus – the babies, the land, the ocean, the tree about to be cut down in your neighborhood park. Whatever it is that calls to you, that you love, then becomes the thing that you serve. It calls forth your heart, it brings into visibility and life your gifts. It is a privilege to know your kuleana. To believe in its value. To discover your soul aligned path is an enduring source of joy. When we join together in shared purpose, it is even stronger – ho’okuleana. Do you know your kuleana? Are you living it?

Stay grounded in your body. Find your ground, stand your ground in what you believe in. What you desire. In common sense. In community. Use your brilliant thought combined with action. Especially now though November – with Mars in Aquarius- employ a laser like focus on clarifying what you want. Create your beautiful, powerful, bold new vision to achieve a challenging, compassionate and worthy goal. Be fierce, determined, single minded, dedicated. Be disciplined, in the sense of being a disciple to serve your kuleana, to bring change. Are you doing something you really care about? Maybe it is time to revise, redo, or refine our vision. Experiment. Initiate. These are shaky times. Turbulent times. You will need a strong foundation, structure, new rules and processes. Weed out what depletes, engage where there is support for your soul mission. Step into your center. Shift from what has been to what is possible. Let the recent full moon in Capricorn give you clarity “by calling forth the elder within you to rise” ( Believe in your value. You have been given something beautiful and necessary to do. Find your ground. Know your ground. Stand your ground. Claim ownership. It is your right, your responsibility, your privilege, your honor to serve what you love and express its value. Women and feminine power are leading the way.

“The stone which the builders rejected has become the cornerstone”.   Psalms 118:22







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If there is to be a change, it will come from us. Right here, where we stand. Women were always the story-givers, the memory keepers, the dreamers. Listen now to the land’s long dreaming. Do you see what it is dreaming? It’s dreaming you.” (Sharon Blackie, If Women Rose Rooted)

Last week I was shaken, as most probably you were, by the news of yet another school shooting at Santa Fe High School in Texas. Heartsick, I questioned whether sending this post with a consultation offer was the right thing to do. But because it is about women, and power, and our relationship to power and money, I decided it was exactly the right thing to do. We need a new story.

We just had a major astrological event: Uranus, the Great Awakener entered the sign of Taurus. Uranus as “Goddess of change and creative chaos”, (


is an evolutionary force associated with the starry sky, lightning, earthquakes, Kundalini and technological innovation. Taurus is earthy, sensual, grounded, determined, slow, comfort and security loving. Bringing these two energies together can be challenging. It calls for radical changes in our relationships to the material world: Mother Earth. Our bodies. And money.

It has been 84 years since Uranus was in Taurus so be prepared for a major shift. This could bring flashes of intuitive insight, radical new knowing. Whatever is coming to you, it will probably involve some surprises.

The powerful opportunities now for you are the possibilities of joining the imaginal with the material world. Reuniting spirit with matter. Bring your dreams and visions down to Earth. Connect them to money and your financial freedom.

Money is a manifestation of the divine Feminine, the Goddess, in our lives.” ( It brings joy, pleasure if we accept it. It is a blessing when we learn to receive it. It is an important support and tool of power, which awakened women can use for the good of all.


It seems more important than ever, urgent for the state of the environment and social justice, for women to create wealth and wield power.

Mother Teresa: “It takes a checkbook to change the world.”

The word money comes from the Latin moneta (money, mint, a place for coining money, coin) from the name of the temple of Juno Moneta which stood on the Arx or the citadel on the Capitoline Hill overlooking the Roman Forum. Moneta is the name of both the Goddess memory (Mnemosyne) and Juno Moneta money and mint. Mnemosyne was the daughter of Uranus (Sky god) and Gaia (Earth mother). Juno Moneta was also known as the Goddess of Good Counsel, Advisor, Warner. Here is another indication of the enormous shift underway bringing sky and earth, spirit and matter together. It is particularly relevant, powerful, urgent, for women to harness these energies and reclaim her sovereignty in the material world.

This is a time to change our relationship to the material world. To the Earth. To our bodies. And to our money.

Here are some questions for a quick assessment of your relationship to money:Do you think money is the root of all evil or that wealthy people are bad?

1) Do you think money is the root of all evil or that wealthy people are bad?

2) Do you believe to be a spiritual person you must be poor?

3) Does doing what you love seem an impossible path to financial freedom?

4) Does money seem hard to get, requiring striving, struggling and hardship?

5) Do you yearn to have a more positive impact in the world and to live a bigger, more meaningful life?

Juno Moneta Goddess of Money is a powerful presence in the Uranus in Taurus energies, symbolizing in this ancient gold coin the divinity in the natural world, in us, in the material world. Restoring the ancient wisdom, the direct knowing of gnosis, that Spirit is in all Matter, the divine is alive in the material world, we begin to restore, rewild, our connection to the soul in matter, the soul of money. Are you treating your money with the respect it deserves? Are you honoring the true value and worth of your own soul’s calling?

Whether you are called to a public leadership role or a personal fulfillment goal, find the freedom to come fully alive. Make allies of your fears. Sift the darkness of your shadow for gold, which is often where your power is hidden. This is the time to tell all you know.

A May discount on mentoring and dream consultations is available from through the end of this month. Via Zoom, telephone or in person (Bay Area, California) I am offering a 50% discount: Single session from $250 to $125; package of three sessions from $695 to $350. Contact me at and visit

~Come into the open. Bring to light all that you love.

~Be a wild card.

~Lay your cards on the table

~Take the wraps off.

~Unveil. Unmask

~Show your true colors.

~Reclaim the treasures of your heart that seemed to be lost in the darkness.

Raise the bar. Be still. Make a decision. Make a choice. Declare your intention. “This is what I’m doing.” “This is what I want.” There will be magic. Spirit can work miracles when you align with what you really want.

In Sacred Success, Barbara Stanny (author also of Overcoming Underearning) says: Sacred Success is pursuing your soul’s purpose for your own bliss and the benefit of others, while being richly rewarded.

Money is a powerful archetype, serving as a conduit for our imagination and a projection carrier for soul. Find the honest value of things. Partner with the Goddess Juno Moneta to make a new beginning. As James Hillman said: “Money is devilishly divine”.

Sow it, give it out, sing it out, live out in the topside world what we have received through our sudden knowing, from body, from dreams and journeys of all sorts.” Clarissa Pinkola Estes

We are being challenged to make a major evolutionary leap. Take the first steps towards building a solid foundation for your new story. This is a pivotal time for making choices. Who are you? Are you expressing your true essence?

This is a growth process. Where do you need to let go? What skills have you attained in the last 7 years to help? Take a step on your edgy new path. Break free, stand up, step out into new lands. Just as Pele is making new lands with her rivers of fiery lava.


As the wise Angeles Arrien said years ago: If we fully express who we are, we are said to be “full of power”. When we demonstrate our power, no one can tell us what can’t be done.’ The word power comes from potere: to be able, the ability to act or produce an effect. What effect, what influence, what impact do you want to have in your community? For your family and the world? Claiming your power means “being full of yourself”. Celebrate your power and bring it to bear life to the wasteland of a dying patriarchal myth.

Begin a journey here with me. Take a few steps into The Way of the Wild Feminine.

So many of our stories, our journeys are losing and rediscovering our feminine powers, then finding ways to use them in service to what we care about most. We bring a different kind of power: Relational. Collaborative. Connecting. Embodied. Magical. Transformative. Visionary.

How do we attune to the new myth? It is very difficult being between stories, carrying a piece of “what is to come.” Because we are not only Earth of course but cosmos. We belong to the stars. What might be coming? We are living through a time of extreme contrast, when the dying and death dealing old story is for a moment all around us. But we are dreaming our way to a new story. Drawing a map that begins in our hearts, and takes us down to the bones of a new foundation.

Whether you are called to a public leadership role or a personal fulfillment goal, find the freedom to come fully alive. Make allies of your fears. Sift the darkness of your shadow for gold, which is often where your power is hidden. This is the time to tell all you know.

A May discount on mentoring and dream consultations is available from through the end of this month. Via Zoom, telephone or in person (Bay Area, California) I am offering a 50% discount: Single session from $250 to $125; package of three sessions from $695 to $350. Contact me at and visit








“When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused.” Rilke

The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea.” Isak Dinesen

The Pisces new moon of March 17, 2018, is a healing moon, revealing much that needs to be completed and released.This healing and completing new moon closely conjuncts Chiron, the wounded healer, which reveals and heals the wound of separation from Source, from each other, from our wild, whole and holy selves. The New Moon conjunct Chiron exposes your deepest wounds. Chiron is wrapping up his transit through Pisces (February 2011) so it would be beneficial to look for indicators of your healing journey since then. Chiron is an instrument of healing through art, or your compassion in helping others. You have been gathering riches and resources of soul.

Jupiter in Scorpio has sent us to the depths of our collective psyche, into dark realms we might have been avoiding for years and would prefer not to visit! We are helped to have courage to face difficult issues which were hidden or ignored until now. Face the truth. Free yourself from fear and other binding emotions and beliefs holding you captive. You are capable of navigating this darkness with more skill and strength than ever.

Our collective attention is focused on the current patriarchal rot of corrupt and cruel power. But we are not only witnesses. We are visionaries and agents of change, bringing the healing power of right action, balance, using power to protect, preserve, life.

 Slow down. Reflect. Have compassion for yourself and others. There is the potential for great healing now. If you are feeling the pain of an old, old wound, open your heart. Be aware we are all together, in oceanic oneness, swept up in an ongoing process of personal and collective evolution. Challenged mightily to surrender the old story. Let it wash away to make space for the new. Accept and allow.

If you feel you are slogging around in soggy, damp, emotional ground, be aware of the fertile soil for new beginnings. There is every opportunity and many allies for the healing now of very old wounds, or those sufferings perhaps ignored for the last seven years. Allow and accept the tides, the waves of feeling, to wash over and through you. You will soon be spurred on to take action for your success.

This is a good time to break away from a job that does not bring you happiness and success, or relationships that squash your self expression and freedom. Go inward. Trust your instincts. The wounds not yet healed are revealed and brought up for transformation. The challenge is to face them while embracing and celebrating all you have been through. What you have learned. How brave and strong you have become.

Take stock of what you have achieved. Celebrate the completion of tasks. Be joyful. Ask for guidance. Build community. And make sure you don’t ignore the gifts you’ve been given or refuse help when offered.” (Donna Woodwell, Donna Philosophica)

 As events of this new moon unfold, accept this may be a vulnerable and painful time. Nurture yourself. Ask:

        ~What small step do I need to take next?

         ~What milestone in my life can I celebrate?

~What difficulties, obstacles, suffering have I managed to surmount, overcome, endure?

          ~What gifts and lessons am I grateful for?

          ~What seeds can I feel pushing through to be cultivated?

 In a paradox of surrender (accept and allow) and taking action, we trust that we are being directed to the truest, most expanded version of ourselves. Focus on your most deeply held ideals, what you want for the long term.

Here is the opening to take a deep dive into the deeper intelligence permeating all life. Perhaps you are learning to breathe underwater. This is a very good time to sink into your Dreaming, to go inward. If you would like some assistance navigating, breathing underwater, exploring the deep water, reading the tides, call or write:, 510-540-0777 for a complimentary 20 minute discovery session.

Surrender your burdens knowing that you are held by the limitless ocean of possibilities. Feel the compassion and acceptance of what is. Forgive yourself. Forgive others. So much is being offered for your awakening and healing.

Chiron has been in the Feminine water sign of Pisces for seven years, facilitating the healing of women. As individuals reveal the secrets of their victimization, the repression of the Feminine for millennia, wholeness – holiness – is restored. The Feminine wounds have been revealed, awakened, heard and seen. They are being healed. And a powerful reconciliation of feminine and masculine energies is powerfully underway.

On Tuesday, the Spring Equinox, light and dark will be balanced. Persephone will rise from the underworld. And Aries begins the new year of the zodiac, bringing the fire of action to our new beginnings. The Sabian symbol for this day: A woman just risen from the sea. A seal is embracing her.

 Maybe this is a Selkie (according to Celtic mythology), bringing her back the skin of her power and magic. Are you ready to reclaim the stolen skin of your power and magic?



[Art: “Mother of the World” Nicholas Roenich]


“And now we welcome the new year, full of things that have never been”

                                                      Rainer Maria Rilke

Take off your mask. Come home to yourself.

 2018 will be a year of alchemical transformation. It is an 11 universal year in numerology, master number of new beginnings. It is also the vibration of creation and partnerships. Step up. Expand beyond what you thought was possible. There will be increased synchronicities, miracles, the possibility for fulfillment of your destiny. As we move into the Aquarian Age, we enter the mystery as a huge shift begins in the world. Pushing the restart button, get ready for liberation and illumination. Now is the moment. Focus.

This super moon in Cancer, the Full Wolf Moon, brings to light just what needs to end, transform or shift in some radical way in the structures, foundations and old stories that keep playing out in your life. This is true on both personal and collective levels. This Full Wolf Moon will throw you into the heart of mystery of your purpose with radical shifts. Use the energies of this Cancer moon to get over your fears by filling yourself with unconditional love. Mature into your purpose, taking responsibility for your feminine power and sovereignty. Conjunct to the full moon was Black Moon Lilith, and Eris, two fierce feminine warriors who are fed up with  being ignored.

Saturn moved into Capricorn at Winter Solstice December 19. At the Galactic Center, the vast black hole in the middle of the Milky Way, we see into holy darkness. The womb of creation. The place where stars are born. And new stories are birthed. What did you seed at Solstice?

 The future cannot be controlled but it can be created. It may feel like we are being sucked into a vortex of destructive economic, political and environmental news. But we are birthing a new story. It is important to tell ourselves, repeatedly, that we have the strength to succeed. We are the ancestors of the future.

Saturn is tough but bestows true authority and the power to make change on this planet and in our lives. He means serious business, an initiation into our own authority, responsibility. Like the Hawaiian word for responsibility – kuleana– this is not just about “duty” but the privilege and blessing of being given a sacred task, the blessing of your gifts, your healed wounds, to accomplish it. Now it seems to me Ho’okuleana is even more important: the shared and collective responsibility to heal ourselves and care for our world kin and the planet.

There is great energy to ground your vision, focus, build a structure to support you, boundaries to protect you. Saturn is the master of time. Stay steadfast in serving what holds you to your greatest good.

Are you ready to act? Saturn rules social structures, communal life, government, financial systems. Via Cathy Pagano [] and Daniel Giamanio, some ancient cultures saw Capricorn as a Council of Grandmothers who shared their wisdom for the common good. This is the wisdom of the earth and of the body. The last time Saturn was in Capricorn was 1988-89. What were you doing then? What have you learned?

In a current online course Kaypacha( “Getting Stronger with Saturn” we learn how Saturn allows us to claim our sovereignty, own our authority, by insisting we honor the boundaries, borders, structures of time and the real limitations of third dimension time and space.

Find home within your inner Mother, nurture yourself and your dearest creative babies. Capricorn and Saturn are excellent at structuring and stabilizing your visions and goals.

Saturn is also the planet of synthesis, helping us to put it all together in alignment with our soul’s destiny. Define yourself. Time is limited. What has been deconstructed over the last few years is ready to be reconstructed, renewed. Get it done. Saturn asks of us to come into correct alignment with our soul’s purpose, to stretch towards the Goddess as she is reaching for us. He is the Magician. This could be a very creative time for you.

I especially love helping midlife, Baby Boomer, Primetime women 50+on the journey toward Reinvention. Renewal. A journey to discover your legacy and leadership. This could be the most meaningful chapter of your life! And the world needs you. Perhaps you have felt ashamed of your dreams and wishes, and hidden your power. Time to let that go. Open to the initiation of your authentic authority. Learn to trust your intuition, your instincts, your visions. Build a foundation and framework especially in relationship to the world. You have the maturity now to dedicate yourself to this journey. First, a deconstruction. Deconditioning to your previous reality. Perhaps you need a radical new perspective, a reconditioning, a restructuring. Step outside of the old story, the old rules. Redefine power, revision success, and reclaim joy.

As this is such a month for imagination, tapping into your enthusiasm and creativity, why don’t you join me in person (Bay Area, California) or via Skype for a consultation? Find your joie de vivre. A new initiative is ready to begin. Let’s map it out and prepare to implement and manifest . A call to action is emerging from the Universe, calling you to freedom.








The wind is roaring through the trees here in Marin County, the sun alternating between brightness and clouded. It already feels eerie and anticipatory for tomorrow’s cosmic event. It will be a psychic event as well, a time of completions and new beginnings. Imagine what is possible. And I must add, as I sit at Peet’s cafe, typing, that “The Age of Aquarius” by the Fifth Dimension is playing. Magic is afoot!

The solar eclipse that will happen tomorrow is called the Great American solar eclipse. It is the first total eclipse whose path is entirely within the United States since the birth of our country in 1776. It is the first time in 99 years it will be visible across the entire country. And yes, you may have heard it has a direct impact on the current President’s natal astrological chart. We do not know exactly what the effects will be. (I imagine he will be gone by October). The shadow of leadership has fallen on our country. The original sin of our country’s founding, our genocidal history with Native peoples, with slavery and festering racism, with the exclusion, fear and hatred of women, has been revealed. It is not just the character of one man. It is the original sin at the roots of our country.

What then are we called to do? Because this solar eclipse is in the sign of Leo, under the fixed star Regulus “the heart of the lion”, it is a call to reclaim our authority, sovereignty, dignity and courage to lead from the heart of hope. To bring our original medicine into ascendence for healing, wholeness, beyond dualities and conflict. It is a wake up call to work together, as “We, the People”, to create a more perfect union. To bring our heart’s hope into the future we imagine is possible. It is happening. It just happened in Boston, in the heartfelt responses and growing courage of leaders after the Charlottesville tragedy.

In the horrifying events of Charlottesville, and the equally horrifying responses of our American President, the shadow of American history is exposed at its very roots. The shadow of our original sin. In response, we bring our original medicine. There is an alignment in this eclipse with the fixed star Regulus, the brightest star in the constellation –the heart of the lion. Regulus moved into Virgo in 2012. The virgin Queen. The feminine ruler. This is the energy of the Goddess available to us now.

 Beginning in 2012, and resonant with the prophecies of Native American and other indigenous cultures, the star of leadership is shifting to the Feminine. Awaken your royal heart and be bold, courageous. This is a time of quickening, of acceleration. Everything is up for review (Mercury in retrograde). Release all that is not essential. Honor the old beliefs, the wounds, the old story, but hold to what you love. Be fierce as a mama lion for all of that. Especially release the old story of duality and conflict, played out in such ugly ways in current events. Feel empowered by being in the field of unity, oneness, the flow of change and transformation. How fiercely can you love?

The Sabian symbol for this Leo new moon is: A mermaid emerges from the ocean waves ready to take on human form. This is the divine Feminine rising from the collective unconscious, ready to manifest in visible and fully conscious form.The Sabian symbols came to clairvoyant Elsie Wheeler in 1925 and were transcribed by Marc Edmund Jones. They are symbols for the meaning of each degree of the zodiac. Popularized later by astrologer/philosopher/composer Dane Rudhyar who integrated Jungian depth psychology, Western and Eastern philosophies with astrology in his book An Astrological Mandala: The cycle of Transformations and Its 360 Symbolic Phases.  

In a dream this week, I saw another image that speaks to the current situation: There is a group of us women in a circle, holding scripts for a new screenplay or script which is being written. I call a dream teacher to invite her to join us and am surprised when a particular Jungian analyst answers. I didn’t realize she was interested in the role of the rising Feminine, although I know her to be a strong dreamer. I recover from my surprise, remembering her dream of a powerful, mystical healing which came through chanting with the ocean. I tell her I am good at seeing the patterns, the context, the myth beneath the personal stories. In my dream, the theater we are going to use is just emptying out. Row after row of old white men are filing out towards the front, to the side of the stage. We only see them from the back. Balding gray haired men. We come in with enthusiasm, chattering away, to work on our screenplay or our script, each carrying a piece of the story. Or perhaps each with her own story, which will become the script or the screenplay. We are not on the stage yet. But we have filled the theater. We are almost ready to start rehearsing our parts, our lines. Maybe we are ready for at least a read through.

 [Lion with flowers art: Sally Barlow at Makaio Design. By permission]

How to find your original medicine? Your wild genius? What you have to offer for these times, to create a future in which it will be easier to love? What is the unique ability or talent, the gift you came here to give? As “original medicine” is a concept from indigenous cultures, I like to recall one of the meanings of indigenous: “born from within. This is how you locate your original medicine. Go inward and really claim your own sovereignty. The power you want to rule with. The values you want to live by and bring to the world. Bring your original medicine to this revealed blackness of original sin in the United States. Crown yourself Queen. Each unique creation, invention, expression of our being is essential and irreplaceable. Own your story. Share it. Make it part of the new story we are readying for the big screen, the big stage. Show up. Be visible, be heard. Discover the key and the core of your personal power. It is found by following the compass of your heart.

The solar eclipse erases the old story. Dissolves into the unity of the hieros gamos – sacred marriage of King and Queen. Claim your Queenship. What is it to wear a crown (see the corona of the sun just visible) Make peace with the old. Then shine with your true enthusiasm (filled with the divine – en theos) and imagine the possible. In my dream of the women entering the theater with their scripts, I almost forgot this dream voice, perhaps the stage director, who cautions: ”Steady. Steady”.

The effects of your intentions set now will be felt for the next 6 months to two years.Do not lose heart. Do not flip into despair with each demented tweet you hear. Keep your heart open to the light which is available to you now, open your heart, and shine that into the possible and emerging future. Hold that higher vibration. Hold steady, steady to what beautiful future you can imagine, “a world in which it will be easier to love”.



Yesterday I visited a favorite “soul’s place of resurrection”, hiking the Tennessee Valley trail in Marin County to the beach. Author Sharon Blackie defines such a place as one where a soul is happiest on earth and, at the same time, most in touch with all that is eternal. It was a magical, breathtaking clear sky day where I watched a blue heron stand poised, present, patient at the edge of the blackwater pond spotted with bright green islands of plants. The water broke and rippled as an otter, sleek and shiny, playfully surfaced and dove over and over again in joy. At the beach, strings of brown pelicans streamed across the water along with smaller black seabirds and sharp winged white birds which just skimmed the waves, chittering and chirping. On the way back, a black snake slithered across my path and into the grass. What gifts did I carry home with me? Peace and joy, certainly. Hope. The example of dignity, determination, grace, balance, standing steady as heron waited for just the right opportunity to plunge. The reminder to play, have fun, be curious like otter. And of course Snake. Ancient wisdom, transformation, the weaving path of the wild and sacred Feminine. So many messengers on the path showing “This way, this way.”

As I continue to write on the theme of seeing in the dark, finding your wild medicine, I want to begin sending you resources – books and teachers, mostly – which give such beautiful and profound stories of reclaiming feminine wisdom and power.

Sharon Blackie, a psychologist, storyteller and writer, has written a mythic, poetic and revolutionary book If Women Rose Rooted: The Power of Celtic Women (2016) September Publishing. Click here Winner of a Nautilus award, it is a eco-heroine’s journey and a reclaiming of the power of women rooted in the land, their own indigenous wild wisdom, their forgotten stories. Although Dr. Blackie is Scottish and Irish, the stories much like Clarissa Pinkola Estes stories will resonate with women across many cultures. It is also a call to every woman to reclaim the powerful stories from her own ancestors, and the land to which she belongs, so that she might revision the world. She is singing to the creators of a new myth by telling the rocky truths about her own weaving journey to find her place of belonging. She accurately and painfully names the wasteland we now live in and passionately resurrects the moral and spiritual authority women have always had and must now reclaim if we are to regenerate this planet and our own wild souls.

Before we can change the world we need to change the stories we tell to ourselves, about ourselves, about who we are. The stories we live. My eye tends to be on the collective dreams that are emerging from women weaving a new myth, a shared dream, and these Celtic stories of “the wise, the powerful, the strong, the brave” do the same.

If women remember that once upon a time we sang with the tongues of seals and flew with the wings of swans, that we forged our own paths through the dark forest while creating a community of its many inhabitants, then we will rise up rooted, like trees…well then, women might indeed save not only ourselves but the world.” 

Blackie quotes Okanagan writer Jeanette Armstrong who explains the word for ourselves is actually “ones who are dream and land together”. Before anything else, we are living, dreaming Earth pieces. When we stand in our feminine power, we are reclaiming the power of the Earth speaking.

If there is to be a change, it will come from us. Right here, where we stand. Women were always the story-givers, the memory keepers, the dreamers. Listen now to the land’s long dreaming. Do you see what it is dreaming? It’s dreaming you.” (Blackie)

What do you see in the world right now that needs your unique wild medicine?

What  dreams, synchronicities, sightings, seem to be calling you into a new story?

How does fear stop you at the threshold?

Are you ready to accept help, from allies and mentors, animal, spirits, ancestors, to reclaim your feminine power?

To become Elder, as Blackie describes,  is to become strong- strong as the old white bones of the earth, strong enough to endure and persevere. To become Elder is to hold the power, stay the course. Above all to become Elder is “to become the the wise woman: the one who knows the secrets and speaks the languages of the land, who speaks with the moral authority of the Otherworld, who weaves the dreaming of the world.”

So many of our stories, our journeys are like Sharon Blackies: losing and rediscovering our feminine powers, then finding way to use it in service to what we care about most. We bring a different kind of power: Relational. Collaborative. Connecting. Embodied. Magical. Including our intuition, our dreams, navigating by synchronicity. This unique form and expression of power is the deep feminine. It has to do with womb power, creativity, birth giving, connecting to and being devoted to the Earth, the cycle of seasons, spiritual guidance from the Otherworld. As Marion Woodman said of the crone, contradicting the cultural myth of an older woman’s invisibility: “She is not withdrawn. She is alarmingly present. Like a tuning fork her truth shatters hypocrisy. Others in her presence are released into what’s true in themselves…or flee.”

How do we attune to the new myth? It is very difficult being between stories, carrying a piece of “what is to come.”  Because we are not only Earth of course but cosmos. We belong to the stars. What might be coming? We are living through a time of extreme contrast, when the dying and death dealing old story is for a moment all around us. But we are dreaming our way to a new story. Drawing a map that begins in our hearts, and takes us to the bones of a new foundation.

The things that women reclaim are often their own voice, their own values, their imagination, their clairvoyance, their stories, their ancient memories. If we go for the deeper and the darker, the less known, we will touch the bones.” Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Have you found your way to the bones, the bedrock of your soul truth? Are you standing rooted in the dream of your wild heart?










On Friday night we had a Full Rose Moon, or Strawberry Moon, named by the Algonquin tribes as the season to gather the ripened fruit. What are you harvesting at this time in your life? Is it sweet? Does it feed you?

 Sunset in the ethereal waves:

I cannot tell if the day is ending, or the world, or if

The secret of secrets is inside me again.

                           Anna Akhmatova (trans Jane Kenyon)

 There is much to distract us, to disturb us, to distress us in the world today. Yet there are also beautiful, brave, bold new energies and creations emerging like strings of strawberries from the dirt. This is a time for us to define, refine, sift through what our heart’s mission and soul purpose really is. Like sifting nutrients from the mud as  Flamingo does, we can gather the sweetness and the essence of our truth to partner with others in our tribe for a new story. We must let go of our old stories, anything that is superfluous, and speak the truth.

 When order crumbles, mystery rises. (John Shea)

 Breaking free from an old story can be abrupt, as I found out recently.Sometimes, by falling, we may have to shed all that is not essential to our wild souls to get to the heart of what is trying to be born. At least that is what happened to me, when I collapsed on the sidewalk in front of the restaurant Chow in Lafayette.

Feeling a little nauseous after lunch – perhaps it was the coconut milk chai latte? The earlier political discussion about the firing of FBI Director Comey as I jogged around the reservoir? The poaching of rhinos? Not knowing where we were moving in three weeks? -I had gone to my car to rest on the reclined driver’s seat. But as the nausea subsided, I began to feel dizzy. Black spots spread rapidly across my field of vision. I had just enough time to grab my keys and open the car door, calling to a woman nearby talking on her iPhone. “Excuse me, excuse me, I need he..” then slid to the concrete with keys in hand.  Splayed on my back like a stranded starfish. I hear my keys hit the concrete. For the next 20 minutes or so I could hear people around me, trying to help. I could not make a sound nor open my eyes. A man picks up my wrist. Then lets it go and it falls to the ground. “Does she have a pulse?” “Yes but it’s weak.” “Is she breathing? Is it agonal breathing? Does she have alcohol on her breath?” That annoyed me. But for the vast stretch of time there was only stillness. Silence within. No stories. No opinions or feelings. No fear. No lights at the end of the tunnel, either, or faces of beloved lost ones. It did pass through my mind this might be the end. That was okay. All was well. Just as it was. I wasn’t struggling to breathe nor was there any pain at all. Most astounding, although it felt quite simple and matter of fact, not at all dramatic, was that I was completely There, and utterly Not There. The thought passes by that perhaps I m leaving. I have no opinions about any of this – rare for me. No feelings at all – also rare. Yet I am completely present to sound, the feeling of the breeze, a hand on my face, a pounding on my chest, a few slaps to my face. Perhaps I had some feelings about that. The same level of annoyance when on of my helpers asked if there was alcohol on my breath, if I had been drinking. But no place for my indignation to land or be expressed. It just passed along. I did not see my ancestors, nor see a light, or a tunnel. Perhaps that will be different someday. But maybe leaving will be like this. Peaceful. Quiet. Simple. So very calm.

 Eventually, as my heart rate began to rise above 50 in the ambulance, a hydrating IV in place, I opened my eyes to the most vivid sights. The green of the trees, the white of the EMT’s coat, his deep brown eyes. Where had I gone? Nowhere. Everywhere.

At the hospital overnight for observation and EKG monitoring, the tests were extensive, thorough, from CAT scan to echocardiogram. Nothing turned up. “You’re the healthiest, strongest elder I’ve ever seen!” enthuses my lovely Indian doctor. “Ha!” I respond, nodding to my IV drip. I tell my two older children not to visit as they have their own children in tow. My older daughter sounds very somber on the phone. Is she burdened by my absence and inability to help with Scout this weekend? But it turns out when they put her call through I was housed in the Oncology ward and she thought they hadn’t told me yet that my 2001 cancer had returned. It was just a free spacious private room with a view. I had one visitor: My youngest daughter who has not spoken or written to me for two years, for reasons I do not know. Periodically in that time I have written to her, especially after a dream of her. Trying to stay connected, trying to stay in my heart. Recently I have fantasized running into her in Berkeley- perhaps at Whole Foods, or Berkeley Bowl where we both shop – and yelling at her. Turning my back! Refusing to acknowledge her! But when I saw here in my room all that fell away. No effort. It just was no longer there. I was happy. I patted the side of my bed “Come here.” And we snuggled for a good long while. We talked some. Not much, about what was going on in our lives. No tears, no hurt, no anger. No need to explain the past, no need to define the future, either. “I love you.” “I love you.” It was just perfect as it was. She did confirm a dream I had written to her had, in fact, happened. That was enough to know. Confirmed for me that visible or invisible, we are connected. The gifts and learnings of this mystery continued to unfold. A friend and colleague Nancy Mills “The Spirited Woman” who runs a wonderful global women’s foundation called me for the first time in over a year. She had been thinking about me a lot. The urge to call me would not let her go. She had a new scarf for this month’s donation named “Awakened Energy” she thought I should have. Then I had to tell her what had happened, leaving us both silently stunned.

 As with all mysteries, it will be a long time, if ever, I will understand the falling. What exactly fell away. Who is left.  I will say there were many miracles about this day and much to be grateful for. Usually I would be on the freeway at that time, to pick up my grandson from preschool. But that morning we could not get my car seat to work so his mom would pick him up. I had a few seconds warning allowing me to get out of the car rather than pass out inside my parked car. I did not hit my head on the concrete. People helped. Someone even put an explanatory note on my car so it would not be ticketed or towed. How did they know to do that? I have health insurance and the hospital care, extensive testing, were amazing. One of the women who tended to me on the sidewalk tracked me down at the hospital. I was so happy to be able to thank her and to tell her I was fine which “made her day”. “You were so pale; we thought you were gone.” I did not tell her that I was, and was-not, gone.

 A few days later I went back to my office and found a dream drawing from February 2017 which foretold this event:

 Towards the end of the dream, I fall to the ground with all my keys and several tools on a heavy key chain beneath me. A man hands me back just one key, a large key with full rounded top, in solid gold metal. Then he says “You only need this one. That’s a mistake so many people make.” To try to understand this one key, on waking I had drawn it with oil pastels to perhaps see what it was. [The drawing packed in a moving box at the moment.] The large solid gold key turned out to be a Goddess with rounded arms and an abstracted, triangle form to her lower body. At the center, a heart.

So this is the key, the one heart, which I had forgotten in trying too many different things and tools and templates for my livelihood, my calling. Which I am sure I will forget again. Perhaps not. So much of the old story fell away when I fell to the ground. So many surprising and wonderful new connections since that day. In searching for a likeness, today I found many Anatolian Goddess figures from about 5,000 B.C. The word “Anatolia” (Turkey) means City of Women. So I am centered again, solidly, simply, in the heart of my work with the sacred Feminine, the Wild Feminine, my soul sisters. Just this one heart is what I offer.

This is an especially good time to tap into your intuition to see what life, what love, is asking of you. To listen for the soul story longing to be born through you.There is great wisdom available to you when you are honest, when you allow your heart to sing. Sometimes it helps to have a translator and mentor to discover the key to your heart, so that you may celebrate and create with it. Contact me if you would like a consultation in person (Bay Area, California) or Skype call. In celebration of this Strawberry Moon, summer solstice (June 20) and still being here I am offering a 20% discount on a half hour or hour session. From $275 to $220; half hour from $150 to $120. Email me to book an appointment.


Last night I attended the inspiring talk Paul Hawken gave at Impact Hub, Oakland, on the pre-launch of his new book “Drawdown: The most comprehensive plan ever proposed to reverse global warming”. Although the book is grounded in models, maps, and math -all rigorously researched- it is much more a collection of human stories, a plan of hope. A lifetime activist, environmentalist, visionary author, Paul speaks with enormous passion and monumental humility. Listening to him, I believe it can be done. More truly, that it is being done. Throughout the world, with the most ingenious creativity and powerful partnerships, we are birthing the New Story. The role of women in leadership and the Divine Feminine in consciousness is honored in Hawken’s work. And the most effective powerful solution to global warming? The education of girls and family planning. Here’s to the women and girls of the world and the celebration of men like Paul Hawken who give us such heart and possible actions to birth the new story.

From the Dreamtime, I had this dream recently which calls women to gather their power, magic and Nature’s wisdom to do whatever we can for life.

Dream: We are the Storm and the Fire

 We are attending an international women’s conference in Ireland During a break three of us women go to the cafeteria for lunch inside the large well lit auditorium. Then we walk outside following a dirt path along an expansive green field. In the distance, dark grey clouds gather along the horizon, dropping down close to the horizon heavy with rain. Slowly the wind increases, and a small tornado forms. It grows larger and then divides into three looped arms, a triple spiral. Although it is approaching us, we are in no danger and are not frightened, only awestruck as a light begins to glow from the center of the tornado. The inner fire moves outward as sparks. It is an awesome and numinous sight. We watch until it gradually dissolves.

 It felt to me as if we three women (maiden, mother, crone) were being called to meet this wild, elemental and magical power of the earth and cosmos with our own considerable inner wild powers and make them visible. In further reflection on this symbol, and the number three:

 The three realms of land, sea and sky are represented. The number three also refers to the Triple Goddess who are the three women in my dream. There are many other triple meanings: Life, death, rebirth. Past, present, future. Creator, destroyer, sustainer. Spirit, mind, body.

 The triple spiral is a pre-Celtic and Celtic symbol or “triskele” found on Irish Mesolithic and Neolithic sites like New Grange. In the spiral labyrinth of rebirth and transformation, there is motion and stillness. Action, cycles, progress, and revolution are welcomed here. The feminine way is not linear. We make progress by using the energies of action, cycles, seasons, the natural elements : water (emotion) sky (thought) land (embodied and rooted action).

Moving forward, our revolutionary progress is not made in competition but in collaboration and community. Another meaning of the three is the three worlds we inhabit: The Otherworld, where spirits, gods and goddesses exist. The mortal, material earthly world of humans, plants, animals. And the heavenly, celestial world where unseen energies live and move about. These are powerful forces – the sun, the moon, wind and water. The triskelion gives us a powerful foundation. It is a symbol of perfect balance. Focus and slow burn. Motion. Evolution. Illumination. Mystery. The Feminine. Intuition. In Nature, these three elements of Heaven, Earth, Water is the synthesis of imagination and the outpouring of energy is in action.

You will hear thunder and remember me,

And think: she wanted storms. The rim

Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,

And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.

                                                Anna Akhmatova

Let your fire be as steady as your heart.








For all the devastation of these dark times -the attacks on women, children, the elderly, immigrants, the land, on the truth, international relationships, – T-rump’s essential role as the cruel Fool has catalyzed a fierce awakening. He has woken us up. If Hillary had won, we would be tempted to apathy – without suffering, without feeling. Now, we are engaged, we are concerned, our hearts are broken on a continual basis with the daily news of more devastation. Still, we rise. From the depths of our wild, wise selves we are seeing in the dark and bringing our wild medicine to the surface. We are turning what was shameful – our caring hearts, our feminine power – into brave and effective actions, together. Millions of women around the world marched for life in January wearing pink pussy hats. In this widespread show of humor, of flamboyance, of strength, of pride, women reclaimed a “dirty” word that has been used to degrade, insult and shame women long before T-rump used it in his crude boast about sexual assault.

Monday, March 27th 2017 was a new moon in the fire sign of Aries. This marks the beginning of the New Year in the zodiac, the strongest new moon of the year. Aries energizes leadership, fires up new ideas, ignites action for charting a new course. Venus, sacred to the Goddess of love and beauty in many traditions, is retrograde, gone to the underworld to reclaim – like Inanna – shadow parts of herself which have been repressed and ignored. For women this is often our exiled feminine power.

This feminine power is buried within all of us. “The one who knows”, as Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes calls her, is breaking through frozen ground like spring grass and blossom as we saw in women’s marches and brave actions around the world.

Our deepest sources of creativity and understanding lie out of sight in darkness, in the unconscious. We must learn how to perceive “through the eyes of soul as well as through the eyes of the ego.” This dual way of seeing, being, and acting, Dr. Estes explains, is the most direct way to reclaim the gifts and the “healing apothecary” set into each soul at birth. We must learn to see in the dark to mine the raw gems of mystery, dreams, sudden knowings, and the shadows of power as individuals and as society.

Many of the dreams I am hearing, and experiencing myself, take place in group settings – conferences, classes, circles. The purpose generally seems to be some kind of learning, some kind of education. The root of the word educare is to bring forth, to transform. We are carriers and midwives of the new myth. It is a collective dream. Of many ways to dream this dream onward, to strengthen the New Story, I find sharing our dreams, writing and telling story, and encouraging each other to step into the light with what we know, what we see, of “What is To Come” is most powerful. In the following dream, we women in a hostile environment wash off the shame of patriarchal projections, and find our way to the beauty and joy of community as we reclaim our wild souls, our wisest selves.

Dream #1: Surfing with Flamingos

There are many of us women staying in a hostel. I step into the rustic tin walled shower and find it clogged with black, inky water from the women who have showered before me. I am quite indignant at the poor maintenance of this place. As I shower the water washes black ink off of me as well. Eventually the water runs clear and drains. I see out the window a view of the ocean and go down to the beach for a swim. In the water to my left, a flock of flamingos is surfing a wave to shore, grouped in the curl of the wave.

The dream of a “hostel” where the women must wash off black dye seems to speak to the dark projections of the hostile Masculine which have shamed us and shut us off from the beauty and power of our wild natures. When we wash off these projections and rinse off our shame, we are free to come into the light. Called by the wild wisdom of nature and the vast ocean’s creativity and mystery, we find our way to the ocean where the flamingos are surfing. They are a joyful community, a flamboyance of feminine energy and magic, surfing the large waves of change.

Here are some gifts from Flamingo medicine which come from several of her unique features

~Balance: ~With her long legs, wades in deep water while remaining grounded.

~ Just as Flamingo wades into the muddy waters and stands at the edges of the shoreline to locate and taste shrimp, we find the real nourishment and aliveness for us stands at the shoreline of our souls. These are the thresholds of our most dramatic and challenging changes.

~The upper part of the beak is hooked sharply, almost as if broken. This movable part scoops up mud, forcing it through a comb-like structure (lamellae), retaining what is edible. This distinct ability to eat upside down, filtering food from the mud and silt, speaks to the need for us to learn how to filter our soul lessons and soul nourishment from the emotional waters.

~Radiant, vibrant, graceful, beautiful, elegant, flamingos are a fine example of feminine beauty and magic. Be bold, be brave, show your colors.

~Associated with the Phoenix, flamingos are a sign of rebirth, of resurrection. You can rise again from devastation, your fall from grace. As a guidance totem and heart healer: Discern what is poisonous or not useful in your life and what can heal your wounds.

~They are shapeshifters, masters of illusion as they stand on one leg, or tuck their heads, and can bend over backwards.

~The flamingo’s tongue is unusually large and fleshy for a bird, acting as a powerful pump to pull water backwards and expel through filters. The tongue gives us speech. Communication is a gift of Flamingo. Use your voice!

~This is a 30 million year old species within the crane family, pointing to our ancient power as creators, as artists of life. In spite of the overuse of flamingos as decorative, tacky lawn ornaments, they have power and medicine in two areas vital to us as women:

The creative process.

Coyote medicine.

Exposes illusions, or makes them

A shapeshifter

A Trickster

~Because of her pink color, associated with the heart chakra, Flamingo reminds us what you put into your heart influences your colors. Flamingo is a visionary and draws its power from water, from our emotional life and from the collective unconscious.


O mother of the sea

Lend me a wave that is strong and true

To carry me from this Age which binds me.


I do not need a ship, mother,

But make it a buoyant swell

To bear me up and float me on the sea’s dreaming

Then beach me on some lighter shore…

                                                      Sharon Blackie, “Peregrina”




Walking. I am listening to a deeper way. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.

Linda Hogan

Marching in Oakland, California on January 21 with thousands of other women, men, children of every age and ethnicity I felt the weight of the previous ten weeks finally lift. Recalling the marches of the 60’s against the war in Vietnam, this felt celebratory, hopeful, joyous. My three year old grandson danced to the music of a Dixieland band as my daughter and I stood in our Mt. Nasty T-shirts. There was no tear gas here. No violence, no arrests in any of the international marches. We continued all day to watch TV coverage of the worldwide marches like a tonic, a balm, an antidote to the dark and shocking illness of the Election.

The November 9th morning after the results were in, sleepless and felled by a flu-like force, I faced an afternoon of teaching an online class on “The Way of the Wild Feminine: Dream a New Story, Draw a New Map of the World”. This week’s topic was the Way of the North- Destiny, the Place of the Give Away. It was supposed to be inspiring. It was meant to be uplifting. I planned to talk about the emerging wild and sacred Feminine consciousness, the turning of an Age, the death of the patriarchy and the excesses of greed, domination, conquest, destruction. Instead, the most extreme, shallow, cartoonish version of patriarchal shadow was elevated to power. It was impossible! I would have to cancel the class. Flattened, devastated, hollowed, speechless, I wasn’t quite in my body.

But other women from around the world would show up online. Maybe we needed to talk about this. I prayed for help, for guidance, for Goddess of Wisdom Sophia to be next to me to lend strength. What I heard was: I will not be next to you, I will speak through you. Much relieved, I began the class. Women found their “standing rocks”, the bedrock of their values, beliefs. We spoke with sorrow, anger, heartbreak, fierceness for what truly matters. We rose like mountains to find a higher, wider perspective. We found the grounding and solidity of rock, the “thinking like a mountain” by embodying that strength and timelessness from the inside out. The stories were not so much the climbing of the mountain path in a struggling or striving way, but the adventures of the spiral journey of our own individual paths, unique gifts and Give Aways for this time. What had begun as a morning of absolutely the worst time and timing, became a place of perfect time, of perfect timing. We called on Grandmother Spider Women to weave our thoughts and stories into the starry skies, to claim the magic and joy of Hummingbird medicine. To stand in the center of our own power without flinching, and to boldly commit to living our wild heart wisdom in the world from now on.

We are volcanoes. When we women offer our experience as our truth, all the maps change. There are new mountains.                                                                                           Ursula le Guin

 We are all storytellers. We are all mythmakers, dreaming a common dream, bringing the old and the new story of human culture and consciousness together. Myths can be medicine for our culture.  As Jean Houston puts it: We not only live in a Universe; the Universe lives in us. We participate at every moment in supporting or challenging the existing myths of women’s place in the world and what it means to be human.

The wild genius of feminine wisdom has a new story to tell, and is drawing a new map of the world. The word “draw” means to make a picture, as in sketching, writing or speech. But it also means to pull in a certain direction, to attract, to bring forth like a pump draws water. What are you being called to do by future generations? In this new story, this story of Becoming, we can map out a world “in which it will be easier to love” (Father Paolo Freire).

Are our hearts on fire? In those days of the 1960’s, during the anguish of the Vietnam war, something beautiful did begin to bloom. The summer of love. The hope of a New Age, the dawning of a new day. Perhaps this could be a Renaissance of that hope. Perhaps now is the very best time to use our power to dream a new story, for ourselves, for the world.

After an earlier Webinar I dreamed there was a huge, thick, beautifully illustrated book on the coffee table. Titled “Motherworld”,  it is an atlas. Maps of the world. Because it is we women who are the mythmakers, the carriers of the emerging possible, the wisdom keepers, the keepers of the flame. And it is time for us to come alive to our new stories and home to our wild, wise selves.And to tell these stories to each other.

The wild feminine is not only sustainable in all worlds, it sustains all worlds. Let’s admit it. We women are building a motherland; each with her own plot of soil eked from a night of dreams, a day of work. We are spreading this soil in larger and larger circles, slowly, slowly. One day it will be a continuous land, a resurrected land come back from the dead. Mundo de la madre, psychic motherland, coexisting and coequal with all other worlds. This world is being made from our lives, our cries, our laughter, our bones. It is a world worth making, a world worth living in, a world in which there is a prevailing and decent wild sanity.

Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Ph.D.

Let us become powerful messengers for the beautiful new story that wants to be born now in us, through us, for the good of all. This election has awakened a new sense of power and guidance, an urgent need to reclaim our legacy: The sovereignty of the wild woman, with the men who support the heart of the world. As President Obama said:

“I’m asking you to believe. Not in my ability to bring about change — but in yours.I am asking you to hold fast to that faith written into our founding documents; that idea whispered by slaves and abolitionists; that spirit sung by immigrants and homesteaders and those who marched for justice; that creed reaffirmed by those who planted flags from foreign battlefields to the surface of the moon; a creed at the core of every American whose story is not yet written: Yes, we can.

Yes, we did. Yes, we can.                            (Farewell address, January 10, 2017)