It’s a crisp October day, two days before the full moon, and my little boy and I are walking in the woods in Oklahoma.  We passed a pile of cut logs at the edge of a stream, and follow a trail along the water’s edge.  The trail opens up into a wide shoreline of soft…

There is an ancient myth that keeps popping up in my life, and I am starting to wonder if it is connected to an ancient rift that I have been sorting through in therapy.  The myth is that of Persephone, who was kidnapped by Hades and taken to the Underworld.  Her mother Demeter searched for…

The women gather near the nature center at the Houston Arboretum. Some greet each other as old friends, and some are first timers, like my friend Lisa that I unwittingly enticed into this. Lisa and I had already been at the arboretum for close to an hour looking for birds, and she agreed to meet…