Reading Women Who Run With the Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola-Éstes, I ponder the pain of starving our souls to death - and what it takes to recover. In this essay, originally made for my newsletter, I contemplate the fairytale of Bluebeard. What does it take to face our inner predator, and how do we find our way back to life when we have lost our way?

In itself, standing on our heads for ten minutes a day, sitting still in meditation for hours, volunteering in an ashram, doing nose-cleanses and attending cacao ceremonies, haven’t got anything to do with self-realization. That is… unless we USE THE ENERGY these practices generate to take on our REAL work: The inner one.

How shadow work can help reveal subtle and unhealthy relationships dynamics – and assist us in stepping into more supportive relationships

An ode to the divine feminine essence. Exploring where and who Woman is, and how to find her in me.

A story of a very special exercise, that changed my way of being with other women. My curiosity of men and sex had seduced me into the tantric field, but once there: I realized that my most important work wasn’t with men and sex: it was in my relationship with other women.

My personal account of a love story that didn't end so well for me. It’s also my word of warning in using meditation as a way of emotional bypassing.