Instinct injury

Instinct injury

Growing up, I remember many meals sitting at the kitchen table after everyone else was done, looking at the meat on my plate. I didn’t like the texture. It was overcooked and stringy. I would chew and chew and eventually force myself to choke it down. My mom wouldn’t...
Shamanic masks

Shamanic masks

This weekend in preparation for the beginning of the ancestral healing medicine wheel, I journeyed to my family totem. The helping spirits showed me one of my ancestor grandmothers from pagan times dressed in a wolf fur with the head pulled up over her crown. It was...