Sage Woman Wisdom

Hot take - Hot chocolate, but it's adaptogenic and boosts the mess out of your immune system. Sounds too good to be true... BUT IT ISN'T. Honey & Sage Company has such a provision - our Cacao Power with ashwaganda and shatavari roots. It's a rich and delicious cocoa blend that literally helps your body counteract stress. Name a more perfect hot bev. We'll wait. 

We love Golden Milk so much we had to write Immune Boosting Recipes: Golden Milk 3 Ways. 

The light comes when it comes. Its not a choice, only the receiving it is the choice. Offered to everyone, but not everyone takes it. Although it...

I’d like to invite you to stand with our sisters in Mexico on Monday. Perhaps absenting yourself from responsibility and society might not be the expression you choose, perhaps you choose to wear purple. Perhaps you choose to stand with a sign making a statement of solidarity.

Earning trust that's been lost is hard work, you guys. I don't have to tell you that. If someone betrays you, steals from you, attacks or belittles you... Would you trust them again? Would you let them take charge of your direction? Absolutely the fuck not.  The root of your being is trust in yourself, because you are divine and powerful and you can create a life for yourself that is joyful and well. Guide yourself true. 

Liminal space. It's part of the healing process, it's the darkest point before the dawn. The light is just there, on the other end of this corridor of self care and work.

Be that women for your self. Be that woman for your child. Be that woman for your partner, your community, for your future. When you shine your light, it illuminates the way for others to stand in their courage, too. Please, PLEASE shine your light, sister. Amen.

First in our lineup of beauty-full Sage Women who will be helping us spread the message of self-care as an act of radical perseverance is Barbara,...

She gave me insight and comfort in my own body, a wealth of tailored-to-me womb wisdom I didn't even know I was lacking, or seeking.  Feeling these warm, steady, love-filled hands on my abdomen, speaking truths about my experience... I didn't expect to be moved. I didn't expect to feel soothed and nurtured, like a normal massage but with more intention, more personal.

Long ago, in a borough far far away, a girl who should have been born in the decade of peace and love found herself in uncomfortable circumstances. As someone who has always sought out the alternative, the spiritual, the unusual, growing up in Queens, NY in most ways was anything but. The concrete jungle, a place of noisy buses and trains, graffiti concrete borders, and constant movement, can be very draining on the soul of an empath, on a girl who felt anything and everything around her, and yet had a hard time finding connection.