When my son was born I disappeared. The self that I was prior to his birth vanished the moment he entered the world. It felt like a death and I spent the majority of three years reviving and transforming and becoming a mother. My closest friend will tell you that she thought I had been… Read more »
Article by Andrea Paterson There are those who celebrate the “mourning moon,” the last full moon before the Winter Solstice. This year’s Mourning Moon just passed and its symbolism struck a chord. It is the last point of brightness in the descending dark. As the longest night of the year approaches it is a chance… Read more »