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The Queen of My Self

So far, this spring has been quite a wet one. We have had lots of April showers, which promise a bounteous profusion of May flowers. Because water is such an essential element, it has come to stand for the origin of all life — cycles, seasons, species — and its sacred renewal. The Hindu Vedas…

“Arise, then, women of this day! Arise all women who have heart, whether our baptism be that of water or tears!” -Mother’s Day Proclamation, Julia Ward Howe, Boston , 1870 She couldn’t anticipate that we’d sip champagne at fancy brunches, turn her fervor into a hallmark holiday In the name of womanhood and of humanity…

What an extraordinarily exciting and gorgeous time of the year spring is. Life is bursting out all over. Buds, blossoms, and babies everywhere! Is it any wonder that May is the month of the Mother? Mothers are the progenitors of life and the providers of sustenance for the living. In this season of teeming birth…

Whenever I held my newborn baby in my arms, I used to think that what I said and did to him could have an influence not only on him but on all whom he met, not only for a day or a month or a year, but for all eternity — a very challenging and…

I found this article on women24, but unfortunately cannot find an attribution for the writer. It is wise advice that proves you are never to young to become The Queen of Your Self: I’m turning 35 on Saturday and I’d be lying if I said I’m not having a little wobbly about it. Even though…

By Susan Snapp I decided to clean up my home. I hadn’t been able to do “heavy” cleaning since March 2007 because of injuries so you can imagine how dirty it is/was. I started it all by deciding to install an in-wall medicine cabinet in my bathroom. I already had one, which I was going…

by Mary Saracino A single day in April isn’t enough to honor our Mother, save the planet that is her body, restore her ocean womb, revitalize the atrophied arms and legs of her continents, remove the smog from her pristine lungs, replenish all that’s depleted by the lust for profit over prosperity. Human hearts so…

Being an urban being, I have never had a garden where I grew food. My terrace is devoted exclusively to flowers, food for the soul, for sure, but with the exception of the day lilies they are not edible. My container garden gives me immense pleasure. I love digging in the dirt with my bare…

In winter, we spend inordinate amounts of time inside, dwelling, stewing, stagnating in enforced inactivity. When our hibernating energy finally re-awakens in the spring, it is with a pronounced case of morning breath. After the dust, the must, the rust of winter, a thorough spring cleaning is called for. The promise of renewed life prompts…

By Edie Weinstein, PA www.liveinjoy.org Breathe in the warmth of this place, allowing yourself to feel a sense of welcome It is your own love, your own beauty that beckons you inside How long has it been, since you have crossed this threshold? The door has always been open, the invitation always extended Will you…
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