Welcome to
Darwin’s Mistress
Where body and soul
adapt to new frontiers
Greetings from
Darwin’s Mistress
I’m glad you’re here!
Darwin’s Mistress
was born when the everyday world turned against me…
In the simple things
we breathe and touch.
“Give that back!” I shout out to the unseen thief—the thief who takes away the things I love. A yoga mat, a satin gown, an ordinary brush and comb . . . I clasp them in my trembling hands and watch them as they slip away.
It didn't use to be this way. It happened only years ago, the day he put a curse on me. Since then he’s bound me to these walls, an exile in the man-made world.
But pressed inside these prison walls, a new and stronger self arose—the one who learned to hope and dream . . . and claim the name of this new home.
To step inside the home of
Darwin’s Mistress, see My Story.
Yours Truly,
Darwin’s Mistress