If ever there was a book that changed my life, it's this lady right here.
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I was only 17 when I found her, and I'm not exaggerating when I say it's altered my cells & DNA over these 20 years.
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Having gone to Catholic school my whole life, at the time I knew something of mysticism but this took it to a whole new level.
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The first time I understood the word 'Priestess' & felt her in my bones.
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The invocation of temples & rituals that felt strangely familiar.
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The stories of everyday women that ring so very true. 
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Oh my goodness- the stories of the women in these pages!
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And the opening up to the idea that sex is so much more than actual sex. Which over the years took me on a journey I rarely talk about publicly but has been the backbone of so much of my own story.
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Today this book called to me again- as she's done when I need her countless times before. 
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And I realize just how much I've been holding back sharing my own stories lately. 
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A deep need for privacy. A contemplation of where I stand in my industry. A heart protecting herself from other women after some rough waters the past year. And a body needing a break from So. Much. Expansion.
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But feeling the stirrings today to open up again, tell some vulnerable tales, share some truths I've been integrating & landing on.
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Sometimes we shout from the rooftops all that's in our hearts, and other times we hold it close- until it's time.
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The bigger Truth is: marriage {and the journey there} changed me in a ✨beautiful✨ way- and I've been finding my grounding again in a brand new {perhaps actually older than myself} skin.
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So tonight I'm reminded that in our stories, we open the door so all of us can heal. And so the ancient storyteller in me is emerging once again.
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Because Truth.
Because Love.
Because in these, we find ourselves Whole.