I write about it all here, the dark and the light of it. I write about writing, feminism, learning to say (holy) yes and (fuck) no, I write about sisterhood and motherhood. I write about my quest to re-define the creative path (because I’m so over following in the tracks of the Male Genius). My work is for women, femme, gender fluid or non-binary humans assigned female at birth.

I’m interested in our dreams, our voices and our stories. I teach how to live, speak and create from the heart, how to share ourselves in ways that turns our whole lives into revolutionary works of art.

I believe that’s what we’re here to do. Make art. Disrupt the status quo. Tell our stories and rule the world.

I have seen bestselling authors through to publication, I’ve helped launch solo entrepreneurs into orbit, and I’ve guided hundreds of brilliant creatives from all over the world to go from dreaming to doing.

I believe in doing. Not mindless doing. Not striving and pushing from fear of not being enough. Not the pursuit of yet another goal at the expence of your health and humanity.

That’s good old white-supremacist-patriarchal-capitalism speaking.

I’m talking about inspired doing. Using your hands, your voice and your art to bring vision into form. The kind of doing that feels like flow and moves mountains.

I love to see you move mountains in your life. I love to see you recover your wild self, your pure desires, your beating truth, and your powerful voice. And then to rule your world from there.

Makes me swoon to think about it. You doing your heart’s work. Watching the world soak it up, like the medicine it is.

Your gifts are so deeply needed.

I believe in the power of our stories and the healing in letting ourselves be seen. As we are.

I believe that our words and our work hold the key to change and freedom, for us all.

We are all stumbling along, trying to shoulder the shoulds and the should-nots of this world, and more often than not we find ourselves failing at it.

I want to tell you that this is a good thing. Failing the often ridiculous demands of our contemporary society is a good thing. That ”failure” is a door opening, showing us another way.

We all long for a simpler, wilder, truer life. The itch and the stress and the overwhelm are pointing us to it.

Come closer, it says. Speak up, sister, so that you can hear your own truth. So that we can begin to make meaning (and art) out of this path.

My wish for you is to heed that call. Walk through that door.

My wish for you is less overwhelm and more focused attention on what matters the most to you. Because when you bring your focused attention to something, it grows. And when what matters the most to you is allowed to grow your life starts to feel like your own – maybe for the very first time. And that is a beautiful thing. A revolutionary shift.

My wish for you is to walk through that door and discover what the landscape that truly fits your soul looks like. To explore all the ways you could create and express should you make your home there.

My people – my readers, my course participants, my likeminded sisters from all over the world – are pretty fierce women. Tender, warm-hearted, sometimes lost, yes, but fierce in our commitment to the path we’re on.