Creative Writing
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How It Feels When Your Soulskin Needs Tending
It has occurred to me as I have begun sharing my latest offering, Petitioning the Selkies, that not everyone knows what it feels like when their soulskin needs tending and mending, replenishing and restoring. The story of Sealskin Soulskin as retold and shared by Clarissa Pinkola Estes in Women Who Run With the Wolves has proved to be such a powerful and helpful framework for me to really connect and understand the felt experience of my soulskin, that I would now describe the selkies as some of my most important teachers throughout my adult life. So much so, that I forget that not everyone works with this framework, or these…
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Brigid’s Story
I thought today would be a good day to share Brigid’s Story as a celebration of Imbolc, and the lengthening of the light… Perhaps like many goddesses, Brigid’s story has become one tangled up in hegemonic religious doctrine. This isn’t to say this integration of the older religious interpretations into the new isn’t important, or that it doesn’t deliver new and delicious aspects of the goddess to engage with – precisely the opposite! This retelling consciously engages with both the Celtic and the Christian reinscriptions of Brigid’s story for the gems of wisdom both narratives deliver. I hope it keeps you warm as you wait for Spring… “Hello! Hello!…
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A Birth-Day Like No Other
Today is my birthday! In more ways than one! I am celebrating my 36th birthday today in a way I certainly never dreamed I would. Because today, I am birthing my book of poetry From Revolutionary Lips!! This collection of poetry means so so much to me. Not just because it’s the culmination of over 18 months work. And not just because it’s the first publication to come out of my publishing house Red Thread Voices. But because this is the unleashing of my voice in the world. It’s raw, juicy and honest. And publishing it is probably one of the scariest things I’ve ever done in my life. I…
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A New Moon Creation Story
Gravity pulls me down onto my knees. It tugs at my belly and chest. It hugs my hips and it kisses my brow. I lie in Child’s Pose for a very long time. Pins and needles tingle along the sides of my feet, and my forehead begins to numb. But I stay there. Supine. Gifted to the gravity of this moment. And the next. Because sometimes, sometimes it’s all you can do to surrender everything to the ground, to the earth. Take this pain. Take this pain. Take this pain. And take this sadness too. For it is not mine. And it does not belong to me. The truth is…
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A Red Thread Voices Announcement
Today is a special day. Well, it is for me anyway. And hopefully for you too. Because today I announced over on Red Thread Voices that my poetry collection From Revolutionary Lips will be available for purchase from the 7th of November – which just happens to be my birthday! Bold, brave and beautiful, these poems are not for the faint of heart. Diving deep into the mystery, let From Revolutionary Lips take you on a journey of one woman’s becoming – and feel your own journey reflected back. Meet Lilith and Salome and Pandora – feel their desire, dance with their madness and free their voices – and in so…
