SUNDAY IS FOR SINNERS – This one is for the ladies!! One monkey don’t stop your show. Remember this, next time you’re tempted to trade your self-worth for anyone or anything! The woman you are becoming will cost you relationships, comfort, people, spaces and material things. Choose HER over everything. (Of course you can share this video with all your girls!)

From a 5,000 cairn in the West of Scotland. Your soul is ancient and powerful, like this wild place and its untamed wind. The mind often feels like a visitor to an ancient place, unless we slow down. Pause. Allow ourselves the transformation that comes with the renewing of our mind through contemplation. By the way, we’re on Loch Awe today. A REAL place in Scotland. Was there any better place ever made for a Wonder Hunter?

She could no longer contain the gypsy in her soul. The gypsy escaped one night, and covered her life in glitter. Ever after, she belched at will, and in public. She wore cowboy boots, flapper hats and anything with fringe. It was not uncommon to see her squatting in the side yard, freeing her bladder among the hollyhocks and clover. “Ya’ll” and “wheeeee!” and “fuck” became her favorite words, and she worked them into even the most banal of conversations, of which she had very few, no longer being someone who entertained banal conversations. She said no a lot more, […]

On location on the Cotswolds of England. Take a little Muse Juice Tour with me of this very special church and it’s guardian trees. I’ll tell you how the English word “door” got its name and the magical heritage begins the term DUIRWAIGH.

 What to do with all the overwhelm and agony? Fill it with song, of course. After singing for the FIRST TIME EVER online last week to honor the passing of RBG, I’ve decided that the only way to continue the resistance is to sing. No matter what. I’ve been doing it every day since she passed and it’s kept my nostrils above water. If you’re struggling, I urge you to tune in, turn UP and sing along.   I’m considering a new show: SUNDAY IS FOR SINNERS…a little song, a little sermon and a whole lotta shenanigans each Sunday. If […]

There is no shame here.The rubble in your lifeis an earthquake of soulshaking you awakecrumbling all that’s inessentialto your most authentic self. And you?You are too bigfor words like shamefor words like blame. You?You are wild volcanic soulmelting everythingthat does not belong. Burn, woman, burn. Move through the worldin ever-widening steps.Own your transformationin the arc of your shouldersin the expanse of your heart.Dance like your hipsmove mountainscasting off everythingthat does not belong. There is no shame here. Your ancestors knewthat nature is beautifuland terrifyingthat rainbowsare courted by stormsthat day sharesthe sky with nightthat decay caressesbeauty’s cheek. That rubble? That trouble?It […]