There is a cultural misconception that vulnerability is weakness.
I believe it is the opposite. If one can embrace the place in their psyche that is the most tender, one can draw an endless aliveness.
CatherineMay
Return To the Root
CIRCLES & RETREATSReturn To the RootIn Collaboration with The Tree HouseA Virtual RetreatA Re-ConnectionA Return to 1st Things Sat February 24th & Sat March 2ndWe are inviting you to gather with us who also yearn to reconnect to ground, to breath, to our...
So Far? So Close…
About Grief, Clean Pain & Dirty Pain. The morning of October 7th & the days that followed had a texture that we all unmistakably & viscerally recognized: What used to be is no more. In a snap, the time had reorganized around a new axis: there will...
It is Time to Get Together & Grief
From October 3rd through December 21st 2023, I will be hosting 3 in-person & 3 online Circles. And yes, the theme is Grief... Dear Friends & Neighbors, Close & Afar, I am thrilled to launch a series of circles, gathering people in person &/or...
It has been a while…
If there were just one word to describe how I felt over the past three years, it would be Exhausted (I write here how I managed it with Breathwork). It has only been a few weeks since I feel "I am back." But mind you, not back where I was in 2020. The people around me...
Exhausted
Sometimes in 2022 in Brooklyn, NY. My bike needs some tuning & my body is out of whack. My head is buzzing like a beehive. I am exhausted. My lower back is aching, Sharp pain is rolling down my left leg; it was behind my heart yesterday. Like a little creature...
About a Sour Cherry Tart, a Coat that Came Undone & November Winds
To follow, a story I feel compelled to write & share with all of you.
It is the tale of a dream about a sour cherry tart, the image of a coat that came undone & the November winds colliding together and how it all helped me make sense of my new reality.
And more importantly, amidst the absolute collective mayhem we are in, connect it with the broader reality.
Normal Injustice
A few days before the world officially collapsed, I was talking to a friend who works for a big corporation.
As the conversation rolled onto politics, he expressed his wishes for the fall 2020: normalcy.
He just wanted (and I am sure even more so now) to go back to normal:
When I pressed him to define what was “normal” for him, he exploded: “Well Catherine, just normal! I want a normal president like Bush, Clinton or Obama! I want everything to just go back to what we had, a normal president, normal news, normal injustice!
Everything is too much right now”.