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Womens River Retreat in May – come along! January 12, 2018

Women and women-identified folks: Want to renew your spirit on a beautiful gentle river, including an overnight solo between just you and the spirits of the land?

Join the 8-day Womens’ River Retreat I’ll be co-guiding for The River’s Path, down Labyrinth Canyon on the Green River of Utah with Lauren Bond Kovsky.

“The River’s Path offers a supported 48-hour solo experience in Labyrinth Canyon as part of a 8 day canoe river trip down the Green River of Utah. Our women’s river retreats are a deeply spiritual journey… a powerful way to connect with your purpose during times of great transition. All ages, ability levels and backgrounds are welcome.”

May 5-14, 2018.

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Women’s Laughter June 7, 2010

Filed under: Adventures,Arts — BrujaHa @ 7:02 pm
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I recently returned from a weekend trip to Nevada City, where I called a contra dance. This sort of gig is not at all worth it if you think only in terms of money: the pay barely covers the gas for the 7.5-hour round trip drive. It’s a community service, really, albeit a joyous one. But in terms of friendship? Priceless. Serve your community, get served back – with a cherry on top.

What a delight to make new friends with the Monterey-based band The Crabapples (excellent trad music made by smart, funny, warm-hearted people). How lovely to breakfast on what must surely be the best waffles in the universe, containing nuts and mystery ingredients including sweet potatoes, for God’s sake – whoever heard of such a thing? – and covered with strawberries fresh-picked from the garden and blueberries too and yogurt and real maple syrup, made by my medium-old dancing friends Eric Engels and Lisa Frankel (medium-old in terms of how long known, not geriatricity), while sharing stories around a table set for ten.  And how wonderful, on the eve prior, to re-connect with very old friends Kate Winningham and Glen Garrod. I co-raised Kate’s oldest child back in the end times of Disco. You know that it’s a heart connection when you don’t see someone for 13 years, yet being with them again is as easy and sweet as if had only been yesterday.

During the visit, Kate gave me a copy of this poem. It kinda sums up one of the great delights of my life – and hopefully yours, too.

(If you are one of the women with whom I’ve laughed like this, consider this post a big fat thank-you specifically for you. If not, pass it on to your gigglesisters. And when are you coming over here?)


Women’s Laughter

Talking the night away

Kitchen sink humour

Laughing like drains

Cackling like crones


Hooting like owls

Howling like wolves

Gut wrenching

Belly laughs


Filthy jokes


Spitting it out

Old bags and bad girls


Table thumping

Trivial, tribal


The power


Of women’s laughter


– Cora Greenhill


Pictured in the photo: Alice Murphy, laughing.