A Reckoning and a Calling

A Reckoning and a Calling

A Reckoning and a Calling

Recently, I took a plunge into one of the most materialistic and superficial cultures alive on our planet—Los Angeles. Historically, I was never drawn here. In fact, my earlier brushes with the area left me certain that it was about as far from home as home could get. Yet, in the infinite irony that has become the humorous backdrop of my life, I found myself heading that way shortly after my 40th birthday.

I came to one of the most materialistic places on earth to deepen my spiritual practice. And, in the way spirit often works, what I encountered held an essential key. I learned that my relationship to the material—most specifically, my body—was required to harness and build a home for my spiritual wisdom.

There are days in LA where it feels like the end of days—more traffic than seems possible, an unbroken sea of billboards selling everything imaginable through sex or fear, ash from nearby fires drifting from the sky, homeless people lining the sidewalks, all mixed with a level of privilege most of the world will never know. There are those who walk its streets as if behind protective glass, adorned in the jewelry of their gods—whether Rolex or Krishna.

Like many things we find ourselves doing that we thought we never would, my time in LA was both a call to my future and a reckoning with my past.

It is an ideal place to witness what serves and what obstructs spiritual development. And I’ll cut to the chase: the foundation of what is missing is ethical understanding and spiritual discipline. People have lost direct contact with spirit.

There is an abundance of spirituality for sale in SoCal. People hawk their services with varying degrees of sincerity. They change their names to something that sounds more enlightened and don the costume of tantrika, shaman, or guide—as if the exterior is enough.

Some are simply making a few bucks or pretending to be something special, and they pour out of every crack and crevice within a hundred miles of LA.

I don’t entirely argue with spiritual costuming. For some, it is a place to start. How can we grow into spiritual beings without first clawing through the layers of what keeps us from our birthright? Most of us begin misguided. But everything has something to teach us, and most things fall somewhere on a spectrum from helpful to harmful.

So how harmful is this spiritual charade?

It would be easy to write about this from a place of being above it all, but my most powerful teachings have come through what I have walked through and the scars I wear as a result. I am well-versed in the feminist politics of the body. I viscerally know the impact of Christian asceticism. I am smart enough to see ageism. I am aware of the deep dissociation that has become a normalized human experience.

And yet, my blind spots were larger than anticipated.

As Hollywood marries spiritual practice, showmanship becomes more important than character. Thrilling spiritual events become more desirable than prayer, and selling spiritual crumbs to lost souls becomes effortless. The desperation is palpable.

My time here has highlighted the spiritual impoverishment so pervasive that if someone dresses the part and carries an artifact—a feather, a rattle—most people have no idea if they are a shaman or a charlatan.

It pushed me to ask: How do we find our way back to sanity and help people reconnect to their own spiritual authority?

The answer lies in what is missing and what has been corrupted.

The Pysical

We cannot have a deep respect for the spiritual without a deep respect for the physical. There have always been systems that honor the body as essential to spiritual development and those that believe evolution comes only through separation from it.

Being body-centric in everyday life has its strengths and its limitations. We can love our bodies into health and beauty, or we can manage, control, and even abuse them into something we think they should be, believing that will bring us love, acceptance, or status.

LA highlights this split—ranging from deep health consciousness to extreme plastic surgery.

Without a good relationship with the body—the physical—we cannot have a good relationship with our spirituality.

What I came into contact in with LA left me more disconnected with my physical body and the healthy connection with the physical world than just about any other experience of my life. This opened the door to the gross distortions that are regularly normalized.

As Alan Watts said, we are not a materialistic culture. If we were we would have a lot more respect for the world around us. What is the result of a “spiritual” practice that leaves us neglectful of our bodies and our world?

Ethical Understanding

My most recent sojourn into New Age spirituality has made one thing abundantly clear: most of us walking around barking up spiritual trees and calling in ascended masters have the character development and spiritual discipline of toddlers.

And yes, in case you were wondering, maturity and wisdom matter.

Think of it this way: you decide to make a pilgrimage to a holy master. You know that if you show up without the right question, she will turn you away. You may never get another chance. You would prepare, wouldn’t you? You would approach with clarity and respect. You would pray for guidance and support.

You would not drive up, honk your horn, complain about the journey, and ask the master what she had for breakfast.

Yet, this is more or less what we are doing.

Spiritual wisdom has become a commodity, purchased with two tickets to Burning Man and a matcha latte. And it’s definitely being sold that way.

What is missed is that you cannot receive true wisdom when you approach it this way. You may be able to tell your friends you were at the master’s house, and they may think you are cool—but you did not gain spiritual insight.

Deciding whether you want to be cool or walk a spiritual path determines whether you reach the master and receive true wisdom, or if she sends someone of your same development level to indulge your illusions.

I am grateful to my family—particularly my father’s parents—for imprinting on me the importance of sound moral judgment. I have my list of challenges, but I was raised by people who had principles and did their best to live by them. Even with their mistakes, they taught me that character matters.

Before opening intergalactic communications or calling in the wisdom of the ancients, we need to learn character “codes” that help us develop and hold our spiritual authority.

The problem? This work isn’t sexy. It won’t sell to the masses. I have watched people claim they want deep teachings when, in reality, they are fooling themselves. They want ego validation—not wisdom.

While I have certainly had my oversights and made my errors, I have learned the most about the importance of ethics from both my teachers and my students. Without substantial effort in this direction, true spiritual development is impossible—regardless of costuming.

Foundational Practice

Is it possible to walk a spiritual path without misstep? Not for most of us. There is much to learn. But that is not the point. The point is that we do all we can to be as ethical as possible and develop the ability to see our own level clearly.

When we are out of touch with our physical selves and have lost sight of what goodness really means, we fall into every spiritual trap—and there are many.

One of the most dangerous delusions is believing we are beyond foundational practices. We assume we have attained such a high level of understanding that we need not humble ourselves to do what every true spiritual master has done: work tirelessly at the foundations.

We overlook teachers and organizations that require real work and seek out those that will stroke our egos. We believe ourselves discerning, thinking that spiritual development should adhere to our preferences.
But spiritual truths do not bow to our preferences.

But spiritual truths do not bow to our preferences.

I came to SoCal for spiritual growth. What I found was a landscape of distortion that, through deep reflection, became a mirror—revealing with stark clarity what is illusion and what is real.

The impact this region has on global spiritual development is immense. SoCal is not merely a participant but a driver of consciousness, influencing not just the United States but much of the world. The distortions found here are not contained; they are packaged, polished, and shipped worldwide, shaping spiritual discourse in ways that are both profound and problematic.

I am grateful for my time there because it allowed me to witness firsthand what obstructs our collective spiritual evolution. It challenged me, deepened my understanding, and humbled me in moments when I lost myself to the current.

Ultimately, I left not only knowing that the true path of spirituality is found within the heart willing to do the work—but with a far clearer understanding of what that truly means. As a result, I am stronger, more resilient, and more equipped to be a better guide for others on this path.

How Your Wounds Map the Way Back to Your True Self

How Your Wounds Map the Way Back to Your True Self

How Your Wounds Map the Way Back to Your True Self

We often see life’s betrayals, traumas, and painful experiences as barriers to happiness, but what if they are not obstacles at all? What if they are actually sacred markers pointing us back home to who we truly are?
Beneath every wound is a story about the essence that was touched—the part of you that knows love, trust, connection, and spirit. Your wounds exist because your deepest self exists. Without that true self, there would be nothing to wound.

Seeing Wounds Differently

Rather than signs of brokenness, your wounds are proof of your original wholeness. They mark places where your core qualities of love, trust, and innocence have been challenged, distorted, or buried. But they do not destroy them.

Each scar, whether emotional or spiritual, is a doorway. It points back to the very essence of you that remains unbroken beneath the layers of fear, shame, or defense.

When we stop asking, “Why did this happen to me?” and start asking, “What sacred part of me does this pain reveal?” we begin the profound work of returning home.

Healing as Reclamation

Healing is not about becoming someone new. It is about reclaiming the sacred parts of you that have been covered over, misunderstood, or denied.

Through gentle reflection, forgiveness, and courageous self-inquiry, we can peel away the beliefs that we are “damaged” and instead discover that we have always been whole beneath the hurt.

In fact, the places you feel most wounded are often direct signs of your soul’s brilliance. Your tenderness points to your capacity for love. Your betrayals highlight your intrinsic loyalty. Your losses deepen your understanding of connection.

Your Map Home

Your life experiences create a map—a series of invitations to reconnect with your unaltered essence. By looking with clarity and compassion at the places where you were hurt, you can find the coordinates back to your soul.

The truth is simple: You are not your wounds. You are what has survived them.

On Sexuality 

On Sexuality 

On Sexuality 

For me, owning and living my sexuality has been a form of healing work. It takes incredible courage for women to bring our sexuality with us everywhere we go –to work, shopping, alone behind closed doors (or not so alone…).

And it is not as though we have a choice, we are being constantly evaluated -the way we dress, move, laughs, who we smile at, or if we make eye contact. If the purpose of this analysis was appreciation, well, that would be an entirely different world than the one we live in.

Here, among other problems, women are judged and threatened when they are “too sexual.”

They are seen as “easy” by men and caught up in “the game” by more “forward thinking” women. They are stolen from and they are envied.

The state makes laws about their body, and religions make statements about their worthiness. They are controlled and they are condemned.

They are used and exploited.

Rarely are they, and their sacred and beautiful sexuality, celebrated.

When women leave their sexuality behind, or when they try to fit it to the acceptable standards, they lose a substantial part of their power. This loss of power makes them easier targets.

No longer having themselves, they search for what they are missing. They begin to feel insecure and needy. They look for validation. Validation in a partner, from their religion, or just from strangers.

When women try to own their sexual expression they are bombarded with unhealthy feedback. They get distorted and unhealthy approval. They are assumed to be available for inappropriate behavior. They are thought to be less intelligent, less spiritual, less competent.

They are seen as a threat.

Mothers, sisters, friends can rarely assist them because they are living in the same straight-jacket of oppression.

I believe it is up to each of us to reclaim what we can of this essential part of ourselves and find our own unique way of bringing it into being.
I wish this task were easy. I pray that someday it is easy.

This is not about augmenting hyper-sexualized, fake or prostituted versions of sexuality. It is learning to honor and intrinsic part of our nature, in all of its healthy forms of expression, when most people have lost the understanding of what that even really means.

So, when I put on a sexy dress and a hot pair of heels, I am may or may not be looking for attention and that makes my actions no more or less impure. But, I am without a doubt, reclaiming my right and the right of women everywhere to own their own sexuality –to have their full self.

When I allow my body to be alive, open, and feel pleasure, I am not looking for someone to fill an empty space or let me know I am beautiful. I am reclaiming the right to my full expression.

Likewise, when I choose, to keep it to myself, have no interest in sexual games, or am just focused elsewhere, this could be a statement that my sexual expression is a gift that I can give or not -as I choose. It is a clarification, of what seems to be forgotten, that I am not a prop but a woman -and I owe you nothing. 

And, when I live my sexuality – openly, honestly, and with respect for myself – I am claiming my right to live without shame, to love in the way that is best for me, and to respect the gifts that I have been given.

When you see this expression in me, or in another woman, I ask that you pause your judgments, that you silence your desire to try and own my pleasure, and that you learn to celebrate us.

And, when we struggle with the burden of having something so sacred be mistreated, perverted, and oppressed, to the point that there is virtual no unsullied choice to make, I ask that you find compassion and see what you might do to help.

Because we are part of what is missing in this world. We are the much needed healing. We are carriers of the joy and the pleasure your heart so desires.

Feminine Complexity and the Power of Archetypes

Feminine Complexity and the Power of Archetypes

Feminine Complexity and the Power of Archetypes

The feminine, in its essence, is vast, changeable, and deeply interconnected with mystery. Unlike linear systems of understanding, the feminine moves in cycles, contradictions, and paradoxes. Yet, modern culture has often attempted to define it in rigid, simplistic ways, creating a disconnect for many women seeking to embrace their full nature.

The Challenge of Definition

A key challenge in understanding feminine energy is its resistance to easy categorization. Society often attempts to label women as either nurturing or ambitious, soft or strong, motherly or independent—when in reality, the feminine is all of these things and more. This tendency to limit and define leads many women to feel misunderstood or inadequate.

The Role of Archetypes

One way to reclaim a fuller understanding of feminine energy is through the study of archetypes. Throughout history, cultures have provided rich, diverse images of the feminine—goddesses, healers, warriors, mystics. Exploring these archetypes offers a more expansive framework for understanding the feminine, allowing for greater personal expression.

 

By engaging with different feminine archetypes, we give ourselves permission to embody aspects of the feminine that may have been repressed or overlooked. This exploration brings both healing and empowerment, enabling us to show up in the world in ways that feel true to our essence.

Moving Beyond Limitation

Rather than feeling constrained by cultural expectations, we can expand our understanding of what it means to be feminine. Embracing the wholeness of this energy allows us to live more authentically, create more fulfilling relationships, and contribute meaningfully to the world.

Feminine complexity is not a flaw—it is a gift. Learning to honor it, rather than simplify or suppress it, leads to deeper wisdom, creativity, and self-trust.

On Happiness

On Happiness

On Happiness

I was a person who rolled my eyes when someone would say that they just wanted to be happy. I wanted passion, intensity, or to change the world not merely to be happy. Happiness seemed like a cop out -the easy path for those people who lack character.

I stand corrected.

As life pushed me, pulled me, and demanded I put down my pretense, I came to see happiness as perhaps the most important element of life. Not only is it foundational. It is essential. Not only is it transformational. It is rigorous.

I am not talking about the kind of happiness that ignores the more challenging parts of life. I am talking about the kind of happiness that can embrace the difficulty and choose what is positive and joyous consciously and deliberately.

In the course of a day, there are many things vying for our attention. There are the stresses of life, the pains of our loved ones, and the discord of the world. Each of these challenges our ability to hold onto what feels good and right to us. Each of these imposes itself on our pleasure and our peace.

Learning to hold my center, honor my own wellbeing, and take care of the precious sanctuary of my soul has been a central focus of the last few years of my life. It has demanded that I let go of things that do not serve me, that I have courage to step into even more of what I want, and that I learn the structures and flow that build happiness into each moment of my life.

I have come to believe that happiness is an art form of the highest caliber. And like every art form, it requires our attention, dedication, and sacrifice.

We must learn to take care of our selves. We must learn, as strange as it may sound, to be comfortable with higher levels of happiness. We must learn how to facilitate and welcome it into our life.

We also must be willing to throw out what we most cherish in our creation if it does not fit with the composition of our happiness.

We must lean into what we cannot see and trust the universe to bring us the insight necessary. This requires maturity and trust and perhaps most importantly lack of attachment.

Dedication to our joy is the first step in creating healing. 

It is only through giving to our selves in this way that we can begin to shift the painful dynamics that are in ourselves and in the world. It is our joy combined with our love that can provide us with the insight necessary to create a world or even a moment that is truly inhabitable, that facilitates the wellbeing of all.

I ask you to have the courage to choose your happiness, to be ruthless in looking at your life and removing what does not serve you as well as finding the strength and openness to embrace all that is in service of your bliss.