Inner Wisdom Guide Jennifer Boire

Ever since my first creative writing class and an exercise called the Taboo Journal, I have been fascinated with the power of memory he...

How did it get to be February already? I'm just pulling out of the fog of January, ice and snow keeping me indoors, rain, freezing rain,...

Well it depends what part of the planet you live in, but here in Montreal, we are deep into winter. Another five centimetres of snow fell to...

"I am old now: gray, wrinkled, tired, and bloated, and my joints ache, too. But I am ready to come into my full destiny—as my childh...

You've heard me talk about SoulCollage(R) often. It's a fun, Now watch a video by founder Seena Frost (with Mariabruna Sirabella) ...

You've heard me talk about SoulCollage(R) often. It's a fun, Now watch a video by founder Seena Frost (with Mariabruna Sirabella) ...

Rose hips In yoga class, surrounded by three walls of mirrors I cannot avoid seeing my hips 49-year-old bulging handles their ...

If only she could, she would give her heart to her husband, a womb to her daughter arms to her son . But her body lies on the floor...

Bug soup Inside the chrysalis the transforming cocoon place, low-lying renewal space, melting is going on. Before...

Because I love poetry, and there are so few poems about menopause out there, I have dug deep into my computer files and pulled out a series ...

I have always considered myself a writer, first and foremost, until I discovered in my late 40’s that I enjoy working with women in creativ...

A friend and mentor just pointed out to me today that selfish means: circling the self. Why is it so hard to give myself (ourselves) what ...

A friend and mentor just pointed out to me today that selfish means: circling the self. Why is it so hard to give myself (ourselves) what ...

In some parts of the world, it's back to school week. In others, it's after Labour Day weekend, in a few more days. This year, I hav...

http://borislava33.deviantart.com/art/Falling-apart-525640004r I remember weeping in the bathtub I remember muscles soft li...