The Wild Feminine Frequency By: Chris Maddox

The Wild Feminine Frequency By: Chris Maddox

Someone I hadn’t seen in a long while asked me recently how I was doing, what was new in my world. To which I rambled, “Well …let’s see. In August, I hosted my first live retreat in three years”, slowing down remembering, “It was so beautiful,” and then a gravity...
To Be Moved. By: Chris Maddox

To Be Moved. By: Chris Maddox

The whispers of the coming autumn can be heard in the forest here in the Blue Ridge Mountains. When the wind comes through, there is a new sound, born, in part, out of the subtle change in the leaves who have become a tiny shade lighter just as their edges have begun...