Do you love your mum? I mean, really, love her? I think perhaps you do.…

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A recent book review in the New York Times began with this: “No subject offers a greater opportunity for terrible writing than motherhood.”

That review reminds me that writing about mothering is just like mothering itself – fraught with judgement, whether it’s from family or neighbors or the media. It’s right up there with education as media’s go-to when we’re not in the midst of an election or scandal or disaster or tragedy.

And so, at the Associated Writing Program’s annual…

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This post is in honor of one of my best friends, Daniel Jenkins, who loves coconut rice pudding.

He loves to lead us to culinary wonderment and so, in honor of knowing and loving him for thirty-two years, here is my recipe!

I have to come clean about this: Annabelle Coote of Movement Matters asked me for this recipe last…

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We knew it was not going to be easy, right? The volume of our collective awareness is turned up about birth and mothering right now. The Internet is awash in photos of happy births. BlogHer is…

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My Keystone Practices

Every morning I do a few things consistently.

I wake up.

I pray for a while.

Pee. Come on. I cannot do anything more before I pee.

Then I light a candle on my way past my dresser and send love to whoever appears in my heart at that moment.

I hop back in bed to do my meditation. This can take fifteen minutes or less.

It grounds me. I learned the one I do… Continue

Verdant day.







What I hope to do in any one day and what I actually do are vastly different.

When I sit down at the end of the day and celebrate three things I have done- some days that includes making a meal, clearing the kitchen and hanging the…

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#4 Hanging around at the Laundry Line: Out of the Mouths of Babes video blog from Suzi Banks Baum on Vimeo.

My left eyelid has been twitching intermittently for two days.  Is it the lice?  Is it the husband being on call again?

Following up on my last post, I was going to talk about self esteem, only oh my God is that subject so boring and 1980s and eye-roll provoking. Also, I wanted to ask my sister the psychoanalyst to define it for me. I could just look it up, Google it, even go to the library, but I…

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I'm excited to share my new book, Wild Feminine: Finding Power, Spirit & Joy in the Female Body (Beyond Words/Atria Books). It explores my experience as a creative woman finding ways to weave a more soul-filled life as a writer, mother, and healer working with the female body as a women's health physical therapist.

 

Wild Feminine also reveals what I've learned about the potential within our…

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I know cabbage leaves slipped one by one into a crowded little freezer, fitted between coffee beans, ice cream and containers of lasagna.

 

I know the cool relief of a frozen cabbage leaf placed on a rock-hard, inflamed breast, engorged with milk for a baby who will never drink it.

 

I know the smell of the cabbage leaf being cooked by the heat of the languishing breast.

 

I know the bittersweet humor of hearing my son say, "Mommy, what smells like…

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This past summer, and in particular when I was at the beach in July for our family vacation, the number of people who had tattoos amazed me: young women, young men, older women, older men. Maybe I just didn’t pay attention to it before, or perhaps it’s a new trend and I’m just out of the loop. Tattoos are something I don’t know much about, except that I think it would be really painful to get one and I think you should be completely sure about it, because for the most part, it’s… Continue

So, I know Elizabeth Gilbert is not exactly staying awake nights waiting to hear what I thought of her multi-million copy selling book. But it seems like everyone is talking about it just now with the movie coming out and everything. And since I only just picked up a copy for the first time this week, I thought I'd add my two cents:



I really, really loved it. (Yes, yes, I know, Elizabeth Gilbert is even now breathing a huge sigh of relief.) But I really did. And not just because it… Continue