It is dark already but the path in our backyard is lightened with candles. Women who are part of the ritual create a tunnel with their arms for me. Tara, my doula, who has just washed and massaged my feet, is singing with her powerful voice: “I am walking in beauty, beauty in front of Read More
My story begins with a word. From childhood the words were my best friends and confidantes. In my journals I was talking with myself to understand, reconnect my inside content and move forward. I wrote poems and stories and articles to share my life-experience with the world. I interrupted the continuity of my existing Read More