I support wonderful women like you
who may long for a deeper, clearer sense of self. I offer earth-based, woman-centered tools to ground you in your own innate wisdom, needs and desires.
My teachings draw on earth wisdom of our foremothers–the shoulders on which we stand–to navigate the challenges we face as women in the world today.Let's skip to that and get going!
How did I get started in my work honoring women and the Earth?
I became an herbalist in the Wise Woman Tradition at the tender age of 22, initiated by Susun Weed and a beloved patch of nettles. Soon after, I taught my first herb walk and have been teaching classes and programs on women’s health and herbalism ever since.
After making more herbal medicines than I could possibly use myself, I co-founded Red Moon Herbs in 1994 with Jessica Godino and ran it for 20 years until passing on the baton to Jeannie Dunn.
I dreamed of gathering women together in celebration of our connection with the earth and plants. And thus, in 2004, the Southeast Wise Woman Herbal Conference was born. Beginning with 200 women the first year we soon grew to over a thousand women strong–the largest herbal conference in the country! Fifteen years later, I entered my menopausal metamorphosis and decided that I wanted to devote more time to my teaching.
In my personal life, I was also an early member of Earthaven Ecovillage, collaborating to bring our community vision into manifestation.
Those around me say I’m a dreamweaver of wo-manifestations. A force of nature, creating legacies in my wake.
Yet there have been struggles along the way. At the same time as I was creating with an outward focus, I was navigating some difficult relationships, overcoming old traumas, and experiencing the physical impacts on my body and well being. While I was doing big things in the world, I was grappling with a lot inside.
Drawing on the principles of the Wise Woman Tradition, feminist spiritual psychology, and non-violent communication, I turned my gaze inward. I synthesized concepts, using them to map out what was going on inside. To address my questions like, “What does the nitty gritty of self love really look like? Why do I find myself in the same relationship dynamics over and over? How were my internal beliefs formed–and how do I update them in a happy, healthy way?” My process of self-mapping brought me back home to myself . . . as I am entering my 50s, I now feel healthier and happier than ever. Fully alive, free and deeply grounded in myself.
And I have gathered the “tools” I’ve discovered into a medicine kit to share with you for your journey on your own Wise Woman path . . .
Curious to know more about my personal path?
Here are 8 snippets from my journey you might enjoy~
- I was born to a feminist mother in 1971. When I turned 18, my mother gave me 18 books written by feminist women. I hung Alice Walker's "womanist" definition on my wall.
- After years of severe menstrual pain, I learned to take a moonday preventatively and came to love my mooncycles–especially the hot baths and laying on the earth with my feet up a tree.
- I gave birth in a yurt at Earthaven without electricity, with a tiny trailer for a kitchen.
- When my son got his learner’s permit at 14, he and I took a van road trip cross-country–I first gave him the wheel on the backroads of Missouri.
- I fell in love with a woman and fought maternal guilt to move out of the house to live with her. My 16 year old son preferred to stay close to the community center where he was born and raised. He quipped, “Mom, don’t the kids usually move out first?”
- My intuition led me to declare that the 15th anniversary of the wildly popular Southeast Wise Women Herbal Conference was the last I would produce. The pandemic hit 6 months later.
- I’ve been through an ocean of grief and got to the other side.
- As wild as I am about the green and growing things, my favorite time of year is the dark season as the year wanes between Halloween and winter solstice.
When I'm not doing my work in the world, what else might I be up to?
over the moon–proud to call myself a moon photographer
lovin' up the plants in my garden
the sweetness of secure bond with my beloved
the Blue Ridge Mountains, often with my grown son