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One hour. That's it. Not nine days removed from ordinary life. Not a spiritual boot camp. And definitely not another worthy commitment that leaves you wondering how on earth you're going to fit it in. 😄 One hour a day for nine days. We meet on Zoom. We chant the names of the Goddess together. We meet one of the Nine Faces of Durga Ma. We will share her myth. We talk a little about what this particular face of the Goddess shows up in our own lives. There'll be a short medita

There is something rather delicious about a group of intelligent, capable women deciding to spend one hour a day for nine days invoking and honouring the Goddess in her many forms.. Women who run businesses. Manage families. Meet deadlines. Pay mortgages. Make difficult decisions. Know how to get things done. And yet, somewhere underneath all that competence, perhaps there is another knowing. A quiet sense that we are more mysterious than our CVs would suggest. That undernea

You do not need to know Sanskrit. You do not need to understand Hinduism. You do not need to own white linen. You do not need to sit cross-legged for 45 minutes with a beatific expression on your face while thinking about absolutely nothing. (I have never quite mastered that last one myself. 😄) And you certainly don't need to know what a Nine-Faced Durga might possibly have to do with your life. Curiosity will do nicely. I think we sometimes make spiritual practice far too i

Sometimes there is a wonderful moment when you finally admit: “I have absolutely no idea what to do about this.” The ego hates this, of course. 😄 It would much rather analyse. Make lists. Ask six people for advice. Wake us up at 3.17am with a brilliant new solution. Then replace it with another one at 3.42. Anything rather than admit: I don't know. But what if not knowing isn't such a terrible place to be? What if it's actually the moment we become humble enough to ask for h

I sometimes call Durga the “pull your sox up” Goddess. Not especially elegant, perhaps. But accurate. Durga is really the reason for Navaratri. Her story begins when things have gone seriously off course. The gods and celestial beings have tried everything they know, but nothing is working. Finally, they come together and call upon the great feminine power for help. And Durga shimmers into being. Magnificent. Powerful. Riding her lion, exquisitely adorned and, of course, ravi