Preparing for the Classroom of 2017

Mar 2nd, 2017 Posted in General, Moon Goddess Journeys, The Tribal Beat, Thirteen Moons | No Comments »

Thirteen Moons

Dearest Tribe:

As 2016 takes its last breaths, we can honestly say that this year has left its mark on everyone. Every year has a unique energy and vibration to it and turns out 2016 translates into a universal nine which equates completion. While the page on the calendar may feel very predictable, on 1/1/2017 we will be entering a year of the universal one so the classroom we walk into will hold assignments aligned with new beginnings.

The last quarter of this year was so challenging and tense, and for many reactivating past trauma, it’s difficult to remember all that occurred throughout the entire year. To assimilate the deeper meaning of the experiences, it can be useful to review this walk around the Sun in its fullness. The timing of this Mercury retrograde cycle helps us with this assignment, as does its companion, the tiny but mighty planet of Pluto which is traveling along side Mercury to make sure all of the unspoken or hidden undigested aspects of this year be brought to the surface so nothing is taken with us into 2017 without our consent. As we learn over and over again, we cannot control what occurs in much of life but we can take control over how we react and dance with it.

Like many of you, I woke up on 11/9/16 afraid to put my feet on the floor only to find out that the ground had moved – it felt like a natural disaster had happened and the world would never be the same. What helps me the most and I suspect some of you, was knowing that my family, my sisterhood, those I looked to reflect my reality and share my primal confusion, was right where I left them – next to me. Together we have processed the shock, the fear and the outrage. As I look to the Sun and Moon as gatekeepers of each day, they never disappoint – with each Sun comes a mini new beginning and with this simple Earth honoring wisdom, I take heart and find hope. If any part of me was asleep, I am awake now.

This New Moon on 12/29/16 offers a perfect moment to release that which your true self needs to separate from – empty out the pockets and the drawers within the psyche and the heart – so we can step into this completely new nine year cycle open to the curiosity of possibility rather than a continuation of a new version of the same lessons. Engage in any rituals that offer self reflection minus judgment or doubt and collaborate with the energies of true source love and wisdom to help you detach, release, dissolve and forgive anything that obstructs the vision of this new emerging life-scape. Allow yourself to invite one intention to reveal itself for the New Year so you can be open to what you discover as a co-creator rather than put too many demands to have it all figured out. This year our vision boards might be more powerful if they held one phrase – show up and trust your knowing. Once we get realigned and vibe with our soul GPS, we will guide ourselves in the direction that will be in greatest alignment with our higher truth.

When trying to sort out some navigational tools for this very uncertain time the political climate has placed us in, I remembered a story told that passes around the circle fires as it always offers a powerful message:

Long ago, a village in need of rain invited a powerful medicine woman to invoke the thunder and lightning spirits and make it rain. When she arrived she asked for a hut to sit in. Days went by and nothing happened, it remained dry as a bone and then suddenly she emerged. As she came out of the hut, the sky turned dark and the rain came down with intensity. The village chief was thrilled and asked the woman what she did. She simply replied, “nothing, the village was so out of balance that I became out of balance and so I had to meditate. As I got into balance, the village came back into balance and the rain came.”

(Photo courtesy of Sarah Drew.)

What ever created the imbalances of our world, and there are many over many years, we are now all out of balance. The only way we can be of service to this collective moment is not to continue to stay in shock and confusion but rather to restore balance within. Just like the medicine woman, it is through that individual recovery of harmony and rhythm, we can approach life with authentic loving strength and begin to be influencers and change makers within our communities dedicated to that which enhances a renewal of hope and enrichment of life.

As this new energy is upon us, the programming at Everyday Medicine Woman will be reflecting this inspired call to action via new seminars and completion of that which has grown to its fullest form. Our beloved Thirteen Moons will be starting its Thirteenth Year so while 2017 offers a new cycle it holds the span of another one that is coming to completion in its current form. We consider you a vital part of our community just by opening our emails and treasure your unique expression of self-evolution as a powerful reminder that in sharing our journey with one another we are all stronger together.

Deepest heartfelt wishes for love, abundance and joy as we walk on this bridge to 2017 together,


Written by: Susan Lipshutz, LCSW, Founder

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Swimming in Enchanted Waters

Dec 12th, 2011 Posted in Moon Goddess Journeys | No Comments »

For eleven years, Everyday Medicine Woman has been offering an annual goddess gathering. The first seven years were held in a local retreat center near Chicago so as many women as felt called to participate could weave into our sacred hoop. As I had created and maintained this matrix from the “mother” era of my life, when I began my initiation into “regeneropause” (beautifully coined term for menopause by Barbara Marx Hubbard), I felt a primal surge to shift the gatherings from the Midwest to explore locales that gave us unique access to sacred feminine lineage energies. In this way, we could further activate and enhance our individual and collective spiritual path. Since women can get so depleted in our everyday lives, it was important to me that we be nourished and restored not only spiritually but in all ways.

Each gathering has a theme and 2011 was dedicated to honoring the power of butterfly medicine as teacher of the metamorphosis. This wisdom would help us face the challenges of this evolving era as modern women carrying ancient timeless knowledge in service as sacred feminine activists. On October 22nd, we pitched our moon tent in Tulum, Mexico for the fourth time. We always choose dates that get us as close to the end of hurricane season as possible, while still being able to benefit from summer rates. The first time we journeyed to Tulum, it was right after a level 4 hurricane had hit the area. Much of what we experienced that year was impacted by the profound cleansing and raw vulnerability of the land, coupled with the generosity and kindness of the heart-centered medicine carriers at Maya Tulum resort, our spiritual Yucatan home.

After I chose the dates for this year’s retreat, I remembered that we would be in Tulum for a strong Scorpio new moon as well 10-28-2011, a date calculated by some Mayan calendar cosmologists, such as Barbara Handclow, as the end of the 26,000 year Mayan era of time. However, many other noted and respected authorities of the Mayan cosmo-vision, such as John Major Jenkins and the beloved Jose Arguelies (who crossed the cosmic rainbow earlier this year), firmly hold to the end of the era on 12-21-2012. I wondered what might happen while we were in the Yucatan over this auspicious week.

I got my answer on Monday, the third day of the trip, when I was greeted by my sisters, medicine staff and partners-in-adventure: Robin and Heather, with the news that a hurricane might be headed our way. We shared the news with our sacred hoop right before we were to begin a twinned ceremony of the Temezcal (Mayan sweat lodge for purification) and labyrinth walk dedicated to offering prayers for ourselves, families and all of humanity. We knew at that moment that no matter what unfolded in the next 24 hours, it was no accident that we were called to experience this adventure as something very deep stirred in the magic of the night skies. 

Tulum waves

The following morning, we all got up early to discover that the hurricane was gathering its strength and setting course for  the Tulum/Cancun area. It was colder and late in the season so the local folks felt that it might turn north but the government had issued a coastal area evacuation for Wednesday at noon. This was also a new moon day (two months prior, Hurricane Irene plummeted onto the East Coast on a new moon day as well). We changed our flights to Thursday and planned to move to a safe hotel in Cancun but information by trusted sources urged us  to get out of the area on Wednesday. Several of the woman were able to re-route their flights for Wednesday but for 17 of us, the options had closed up as all flights out of Cancun were booked.

A core group of dedicated goddesses sat down after lunch to see how we could manifest a way to open the friendly skies. We remembered that Merida, the capital city of the Yucatan, had an airport that served major carriers. The only hitch was that it was four hours away. Mary Ellen, a seasoned world traveler, contacted her amazingly patient sister and together with a brave airline agent helped us get 17 women going to three different destinations onto a 7:00 a.m. plane to Houston. Fortunately, the programming of the trip was designed so that the most important medicine work to activate the multifaceted intentions of the retreat had already been accomplished. It was clear that the shedding of historical features causing blocks and imbalances were clearing and potent and accelerated seeds for change had been planted in the darkest part of each sister’s divine feminine assemblage point within the soul of self.   

After dinner, we were preparing to create an ancestral apuchetta (sacred stone mound that is consecrated to become a permanent site on the land) honoring the ones who came before us with song and prayer and summon our divine possibilities by creating dream bundles. As I was beginning to herd the sisters, we got a visitation from our spirit ally; a glorious black butterfly who danced into the dining hall and landed on Robin’s cake to join us for dessert. As the women were all taking our situation with a level of grace and humor beyond imagination, this manifestation of our guide gave our hearts the gift we needed and validation that our work was being supported and acknowledged by the unseen realm. When I inquired about this amazingly luminous creature, our Mayan chef said that this was the butterfly of water and light. These were the butterflies that came with the hurricanes. Some of the women who were out at the beach (while the re-routing crew were working on the phones) also reported the sighting of a stunning rainbow; the same vibrational medicine we had been working with to support the cosmic shifts that were in play.

Tulum butterfly

In the dead of the Mexican night, we began our exodus to Merida. Four hours later, seventeen tired sisters poured out of two vans only to see a group of nuns at the airport! We knew we were fine. Internet sites were reporting that the hurricane known as Lady Rina was expanding to a category 3. While the journey home was long, it remained calm and quiet. Over the next 24 hours, the magical event had contracted to a tropical storm before touching the shore. After getting some sleep, we reunited the Chicago group (plus two East coast sisters via Skype) on Friday. Though none of us could really process what had happened, we had all been changed and were deeply bonded to one another. Not yet able to gain greater awareness  about the real depth and powerful initiatory awakening that was the gift of this unique time together, some beginning thoughts were forming.

I believe that for each of us there is one lesson from this classroom that is staring right at us with so many others timed to open as we move forward in our lives. Mine has to do with change. That was the goddess card I got when we arrived, along with feminine consciousness. The important teaching that Lady Rina offered is to learn that I can’t control life but I can choose how I move with it. This dress rehearsal for the other changes that may be heading my way has helped me to see and learn so much about myself. It has also given me an appreciation for the level of guidance and support that is all around me – way beyond what I already had known to be true. This group of women proved to be the greatest example of the power of the feminine. I was in awe of how selfless, mature and giving every member of our group was in offering their talents and gifts to the group. From executive leadership, tender care-giving, hilarious one-liners or headache medication – each time someone needed anything, there was an immediate remedy supplied with unconditional love.

At the collective level, I wondered if the hurricane threat gave the land a break from the tourists to re-balance and cleanse in preparation for the powerful turning of the galactic hands of time aligning with the planetary shifts that signal a new era for humanity. While sitting in circle with my sisters, I remembered hearing a talk offered by John Kimmey, renowned carrier of the Hopi Prophecies (who also made his walk to the spirit world this past spring), who told us that this era was bringing in the fifth world in the Hopi traditions. He taught us the Migration Song and shared that the prophecies warned of another migration where only those who traveled together singing a song connected by heart and collective intention would move through the shifts protected and those of two hearts promoting self interest would be less likely to live through the shifts of such massive challenges.

We all shared how so many of our ancestors packed their families in truly dire situations, never to see their homes again. While we suffered a minor inconvenience, this event gave us so much compassion for the families who have been evacuated throughout the world with no where to go; refuges held together by community and the spirits of the natural world. While heartbroken that the women who worked so hard did not get their full vacation time, I knew we got so much more. Personally, I felt like I had a premature birth. Being in regeneropause, I know that this baby is made of wishes, prayers, visions and hopes for a co-creative dream to be the beauty we wish to see in the world. I am grateful to be among such wise, spirited and loving sisters and brothers to share this journey toward empowered liberation and unity.  I have no idea where the goddess will point our tribal compass for the twelfth goddess gathering in 2012, but this time I will get travel insurance.