"Living with Intention" A Conversation with Mary Anne Radmacher

And just before we get started…we Cowgirls invite YOU to Live Like You Mean It. Everyday…or as close to everyday as is womanly possible. No matter what. We honor the sovereignty of your heart, and your natural ability and right to live in service to your fondest dreams, wildest wishes, most profound aspirations. We gift you with that big, opalescent-pink permission slip to Live with Intention!

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Share a slice of Revolutionary Pie?

Cosmic Cowgirls Magazine isn’t about a reaction, or a space for venting – though we may have some rants and chants for the injustices and absurdities running along side recipes for the best homemade pie recipes in the world or how to glitter your cowgirl boots.

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What's the Buzz from Glitter Wasp?

The art of Shiloh Sophia impacts us at the level of the heart and soul in a way that opens us up to new possibilities of healing, wholeness and connection.

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How These Spells Begin

Let yourself respond to this poem as your young Legendary Self.

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Quest for Wholeness

We find liberation in shedding the very linear notions that are intrinsic to our get-ahead, earn-a-living-but-not-a-life culture.

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She Rises

As 30 years worth of stuck feelings came flooding back, I did the only thing I knew how to do. Create art everyday and believe it would heal me. It was a desperate act. And it saved me.

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The Secret to Joy Is…

When was the last time I brought joy into someone’s life?

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Vulture Wisdom

Now I could no longer deny Vulture wisdom and began with new curiosity wondering what is dead inside of me or my life that needs to be cleared…

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Plant Your Weary Soul in the Grass

Writer Dani Burlison

As if furiously yanked and tugged by a thickly woven rope, heartache has quite often found me falling to my knees. There, I would proceed to collapse into a miserable and tear-soaked heap on the floor. I’d lie there, unconsciously accepting my fate among the broken-hearted, the grieving, the bewildered– believing that I had deserved whatever circumstances had shoved me, rightfully, into my place. I’d grovel, opening myself to blows that the universe was delivering and would cower away from looking the pain square in its eyes. I was ashamed that I had been reduced to slithering my way across the floor on my way to self-forgiveness and self-reflection.

Eventually, through a desperately needed shift in perspective, I began to see the  time spent cramming my face into the floorboards and rugs of every room in my home as a much needed tool in re-grounding. Rather than cowering from my fear and shame, I began opening up to whatever uncomfortable and humbling lesson I needed to learn through the process. Without waiting for a major blow to my life, I decided to jump start my new found outlook and I moved myself off of the floor and outside to lie in the grass.

From there, instead of staring at carpet lint and finding my home among dust bunnies and my children’s discarded toys, I witnessed tulip bulbs triumphantly nudging their way through the winter’s cold soil in order to greet the sun. I marveled at the cool grass on my bare arms. I delighted in the new birth of green leaf buds on the sycamore branches overhead. I also discovered that my new-found vulnerability and open eyes helped to stop the clanking and banging gears in my internal hamster wheel and allowed my mind to just shut the hell up. But most importantly, I learned what it felt like to be grounded and rooted in strength while allowing necessary change to take place. Now, when life throws unexpected detour signs in my path, I simply venture outside, plant my weary self down on the ground. And breathe.

Dani Burlison

Dani is a writer, workshop facilitator and mother living in Sonoma County, CA. She loves Thai food and massages and embarking on international adventures. For more information, please visit www.daniburlison.com

As Jill Sees It…Life in Recovery