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Surviving & Learning From Dark Nights Of The Soul

Lissa Rankin, May 24, 2011

dark nights of the soul

At three o’clock in the afternoon, it’s pretty easy for me to be kind and compassionate with myself. I can feed my body green juice, sit in meditation and treat myself with loving kindness, bless my body with yoga or a hike, and receive a nurturing massage.

But sometimes, at three o’clock in the morning, I find it practically impossible. On those dark nights of the soul, the voices of my Gremlins become deafening. The voices usually start in dreams, when I’m vulnerable and my defenses are down. And then the voices get so loud they wake me up, and the battle ensues in real life.

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Are You A Succulent Wild Woman? (Happy International Women's Day!)

Lissa Rankin, March 7, 2011

powerful ass women

Are you fed up with feeling like you have to dim your light so you won’t make other women feel bad? Are you frustrated when something AWESOME happens in your life and you don’t feel like you can shout it from the rooftops because you might trigger someone who is too insecure to hear your good news? Do you prefer hanging out with women who lift you up, collaborate, and blow pixie dust beneath your mighty wings, rather than those who compete, gossip, and drag you down?

If so, this post is for you because you’re a SUCCULENT WILD WOMAN, to borrow a killer phrase from my friend SARK (aka, Susan Ariel Rainbow Kennedy). Today is International Woman’s Day, and I was honored to have an International Woman’s Day award bestowed upon me (deep bow. Namaste, my sisters). So in honor of this powerful day, I wanted to honor the power within each and every one of you.

Keeping Our Mojo Intact at Christmas (and beyond)

Joy Mazzola, December 26, 2009

Hey Pinkies,

Joy here. Merry Christmas- one day late. I enjoyed a mellow one this year. Since I’ve moved to California from the east coast, Chritmas has been a relatively low-key affair. Flights are expensive, traveling is hectic, friends have other plans … plus the end of the year generally finds me sleepy, reflective, quiet, and not particularly motivated to do much at all. One friend recently pointed out how ironic it is that we are expected to DO so much during the holidays – attending dinners, parties, exchanges, and cocktail hours; shopping; baking; visiting – during a time when our bodies seem to be telling us to lay low.