Monthly Archives: July 2011

Being Received Deeply

As my staff and I did our post class wrap up for the Healing the Pelvic Floor workshop, I realize one of the reasons why the week was so deeply satisfying for us is because the circle of women who participated this year were so open to receiving what we offered them.

We all came away feeling as though they drank us in deeply in every corner of the …


Esalen Evenings


One of the things I love about Esalen is the capacity to enjoy an evening in the lodge with interesting people. As I have an evening off tonight, I enjoyed meeting the incoming workshop leaders and learning about what they do and how our curriculums might complement each other.

Often when sunset rolls around people migrate to the deck or the lawn to watch the sunset over the ocean. Watching …


Love and Gratitude


As our morning ceremony in Healing the Pelvic Floor workshop is winding down and everyone is preparing for the celebratory soak in the mineral baths tonight, the circle of faces reflects the support and love that has been manifest in this workshop. When women (or men) gather with the intention to love and support themselves and those around them, magic generally does happen. And this year has been particularly sweet, …


Healing Herbs

An aromatic Sweet pea from the Esalen Garden

Today in the women’s workshop we gathered herbs and aromatic flowers for our healing bath tomorrow evening. We ended the afternoon in a state of euphoria from the olfactory  stimulation of breathing them in, stomping them to release their oils and having our hands be covered in the scent of sweet peas, clary sage, rose geranium, rosemary and lavender, to name just …


Gathering of Women

Today is the third day of Healing the Pelvic Floor for women. This annual workshop at Esalen always feeds my soul. The group of women who have gathered this year range in age from early twenties to early sixties, with all kinds of professions represented. When women gather like this with a common goal and the courage and openness to heal and grow, anything is possible.

And, it is as …


No Other – Poem by Daniel Cryns

Esalen is such a creative hot bed as I mentioned in my blog yesterday and here is the poem Daniel recited for us at lunch.

No Other

Brave Beautiful Soul

                           know you are Divine


   The mountains shall move of their own

                 in reverence of your presence


    The deep dark caverns of fears

                   are filled with light

                       brighter than day

         the instant You venture through the gate


You are a beacon


Mineral Baths, Healing Bodywork and More


As you can see from the photo above, I have figured out how to add photos to my blog posts!

In my ongoing travels this summer, we arrived late last night at an exquisitely beautiful guest house in Big Sur and came down to Esalen this morning for a soak and a massage to help us “arrive” here in this cool, misty oceanside oasis.

As I slid into the hot …


“Sometimes we have travel to the edge of ourselves to find our center”

“Sometimes we have travel to the edge of ourselves to find our center.” This quote comes from Buck Ghosthorse and I think it is most appropriate right now for myself as well some others in my close circle.

This journey down the west coast – being hosted and cared for in a new place every night – has taken me out to the edge of my normal routine and has …


San Francisco is Fabulous

July 20 and 21, 2011

Due to difficulties in getting online while traveling (most of the airlines do not yet have online access while in the air) I am posting a blog for two days. Also, as some of you astute readers may have noticed, I have decided to have a day of rest in every week, Sunday, from blogging. Need to keep a healthy balance between creative expression and …


On Being Supported

I have just spent the day with friends on beautiful Vancouver Island. They fed me home grilled salmon, and we walked, talked and had a wonderful time. They dropped me off at the airport, a bouquet of fragrant roses in hand, to make it to my next destination – visiting with a college roommate that I have not seen in a dozen years. She picked me up at the airport …