04/09/2026
You *can’t* make women’s networking illegal.
There’s a lot happening in the world right now.
And if I’m honest, I take in just a little bit of it each day… for self-protection.
Because what I’m seeing—threats to women’s voices, to our rights, to our ability to gather—touches everything I care about.
Yesterday I hosted the first in-person workshop on Menstrual Cycle Awareness at .
It’s my flagship offering—The Cyclical Woman.
A space to begin practicing a different relationship with your body, and a threshold into the deeper work of Rhythm Woman.
My mom was there, bringing the crone energy.
Two seasoned practitioners, modeling what it looks like to live this work over time—while still growing, still sharing generously.
And two women newer to the practice, curious and fully in.
Layers in the room. You could feel it.
And in that space, I heard myself say:
No one can make women’s networking illegal.
Because women ourselves are networks.
This circle. This practice. This remembering.
We can’t do this work without each other.
Women have been gathering like this for generations.
In red tents. In quiet rooms. In ways that don’t always get named—but are deeply known.
And what I felt, more than anything, was this:
The network is alive.
It lives within us—our own inner resources, our rhythms, our bodies.
It lives between us—in connection, in witnessing, in shared experience.
It lives beyond us—in nature, in something ancient, something larger than us.
And no matter what’s happening out there…
this doesn’t disappear.
But it does ask something of us.
To stay.
To be brave.
To keep tending what matters—even in the face of overwhelm.
So today, I hold the power of yesterday’s circle, and the future ones to come. And these words:
“Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.” — Audre Lorde
This is the work.
Personal. Collective. Ongoing.
And I’m grateful to be in it—as a practitioner, as a woman,with my mother, with my daughter,
with women everywhere.