Goddess Chronicles Getting to Know Jill Lambert

Get to know the participants of The Goddess Chronicles! This is an A-MAZING, international tribe of goddesses who have come together to collaborate on a project close to our hearts! 

The Goddess Chronicles is an intention to hold the highest vision of all  women through expressive and artistic creations. It is a traveling art journal full of love to be donated to a non-profit organization empowering young girls. 

There is a change that is stirring in the souls of women around the world more than ever!  Our goal is to document a small piece of this evolution for younger generations of goddesses. Our hope is that The Goddess Chronicles will help girls and women alike recognize the profound love within to expand their creativity and cultivate living an authentic and happy life! You can read more about it by clicking on the above tabs. 

Over the next several weeks I will be introducing the members of this international collaborative. I hope you will follow along on this very special journey with us! I would like to introduce Goddess Jill Lambert in her own words below.

I'm a former middle school English teacher who now works part-time in my former middle-school library until I can be an artist full-time! I love lilacs, dark chocolate, and the color yellow.  And the color turquoise and light blue, and vibrant pink--color makes me happy!

My grandpa was an artist and made a living through his art; although he died when I was four, I do remember visiting him in his basement studio.  My hubby and I bought that house after we got married and every time I went into the basement I thought of him.  He was my first inspiration and I so wish he was still here to guide me.  

I'm adopted and have met both my birth parents though that didn't turn out exactly how I had dreamed, but I'm learning that every experience is shaping me into who I am today.  I grew up with two younger brothers and I have some really great friends that I've been with since first grade and I feel so lucky to still be with them! 

Spring is my favorite season...I love being able to finally open the windows and listen to the birdies sing--I am a whole new person when better weather arrives in Wisconsin!  When I'm in a really good mood I love to sing at the top of my lungs, mostly because I'm happy but also to annoy my daughter:) 

I have a 12-year-old daughter whom I love more than I can explain.  I have lupus. Due to my kidneys inflammation I had to endure 18 months of chemotherapy. As a result of this, I experienced early menopause at age 39 and can no longer have anymore kids--I really wanted Isabella to have a sister or brother so I've slowly been accepting this even though it is hard. 

I love love love reading, mostly fiction, but some memoirs have really made an impact on me.  If I could paint, read and maybe walk a beach everyday I'd be in heaven!  I dream of traveling to Bora Bora and staying in a hut over the water, traveling to Greece, Italy and Paris.  I also hope to go to Africa and stay at Giraffe Manor someday, a place where the giraffes roam free around the resort. Jamaica has been the best place I've ever vacationed and would love to live by the Caribbean Sea.  

I also dream of playing drums in a really cool band like the Foo Fighters, but don't actually play any instruments and I love love love chubby babies! 

I believe art heals and credit my lupus and kidney disease to push me to paint and leave my full-time teaching job 3 years ago.  Ever since then my kidneys went into remission.  Painting and creating brings me so much joy--probably the only activity that causes me to forget to eat on some days!

My art business is called Jill's Dream Artwork because ever since I watched my grandpa paint, I had the dream to create art and share it with the world.

Italy, International Women's Day and Divine Feminine and Masculine

Happy International Women's Day! 

Many years ago now I had my first experience with international women’s day. My best friend and I were traveling abroad in Rome Italy. After another glorious day of sightseeing we stopped at a café to eat a light lunch. It seemed as though we had been eating our way through Rome since we’d arrived earlier in the previous month of February so we decided it would be best to have salads and proteins that day. We would save the carbs for later in the week. After a delicious and satisfying lunch we decided to continue our walk towards the Spanish Steps. If you have never been to Italy, it is one of the tourist sites to see, very beautiful architecture, sculpture and artwork surrounds you. I loved everything about my visit to Rome that year… feelings so profound that I will never be able to put them into words.

I remember as we walked we stopped on a busy street corner to crossover. I noticed on the other side of the street a line of men standing as it’s too greet all of the people walking towards them when the light changed. These men held in their arms dozens and dozens of yellow roses. 

As I starred rather intently, in front of me to see what they would do, I poked my best friend in the arm and said, “what is happening?” The men began to hand out roses to people in front of us. Once we finally made it across to the other corner of the street we stood there confused. Puzzled we looked around to take in what was happening. I felt like I had stepped into an energy field of love. It was really amazing. I soon realized that they were handing out yellow roses to the women.

A couple of Italian men met our long and baffled gazes and quickly approached us and said “Felice Festa Della Donna!” and handed us both a yellow rose. Kim and I both looked at each other and translated out loud and very slowly….Happy…Party…Of The…Women? We giggled, still sort of bewildered as we took the roses. “What is this for?” I said to Kim. One of the men answered back in English and explained that it was a national holiday in Italy specifically to honor women. I thought to myself…’you mean other than their birthday…or mother’s day?’ I had never heard of such a holiday in all my life and I was nearly 30. 

I threw my head back and just smiled, laughed, and looked at the sun that seemed to tell me, “yes woman! we honor you today. accept the compliment and don’t blow it off this time!” We stood there and watched these men hand out each single yellow rose with sincerity and such love.

I walked away from that moment feeling a sense of appreciation and pride in being a woman. I stood a little bit taller, admired the curves of my body through the store glass fronts, and most importantly, felt a great sense of internal balance and peace. I believe this is how women feel when feminine and masculine energies are equalized within them and equalized within men as well. 

I believe that masculine and feminine energy resides in both men and women. Today, however, the out of control masculine energy, in both males and females, has taken a tremendous toll. I think of it like this; if you have too much feminine energy without the balance of masculine energy, you have a great plans and wonderful visions, but nothing gets put into action. If you have too much masculine energy without the balance of feminine energy, you are reckless and steamroll your way through life. 

Today more than ever we need to balance the masculine and feminine energies within and between us. For centuries we have been able to develop the masculine side more than the feminine, but as a result have created such an imbalance in so many areas. This is why I am committed to paint the divine feminine. It serves as a reminder that we must balance the powerful energies within us. It is time to recognize the feminine values of community, connection, collaboration and creativity. In doing this we can help bring balance back to the world.

I hope that every year on March 8^th you will remember to honor the divine feminine, but remember that keeping the balance between both feminine and masculine energies within you can be a powerful way to change the world. 

New York City

Photo by Art Horangi

My trip to NY City was good for the soul. It was nice to change the pace and scenery of our lives. I remembered how much traveling puts things in perspective and energizes me to make positive changes in my life.

We arrived late Friday night worn out from the physicality of traveling; moving from different points and keeping up with the rushing crowds. A clean and comfortable bed called to us but not before a slice of NY pizza! We ventured out a few blocks from the hotel to find that slice of doughy heaven we both craved. Jeff relaxed with a beer as we listened to some live music. I enjoyed people watching and really savored the moment.

One of the highlights of NY City was meeting my artist friends Jade Scarlett, Claudia Ovilos and Shiloh Sophia! Words can’t begin to describe the special connections we made together. Jade, Claudia, Jeff and I met at the New York City Open Center in a small café. As we walked past the glass of the center, I looked to my left and saw Jade and Claudia sitting there sipping on tea and talking. I was nervous and excited all at once. 




I am so blessed to have Jeff there with me supporting my creative endeavors and meeting new people.  I rushed in to greet them. We were all very happy and elated to see each other because up until that point had just used Facebook to connect. After good conversation and herbal tea, me, Jade and Claudia went upstairs to start our class Soul Fire: Ignite your calling, with Shiloh Sophia.

Shiloh Sophia is a warm and radiant being. She is kind and loving and doing work that really makes a difference. Gathering with a group of women in a sacred space and with a common goal continues to transform me. I believe that this is necessary work in the world. 

I came away from this meeting feeling that I have a mission to continue to facilitate creativity in my own unique ways. Without fear!

I learned that holding the space for other women is an extraordinary gift.  We all want to be seen, heard, valued and loved. Gatherings like this help that happen. I was also very aware…that the moments with these women could never be re-created. We were all called together and meant to be together that day, and in some way reflect to one another the Truth of who we are. I made a short video of our time.

There were conversations, some crying, and a lot of chocolate! Mostly we laughed and beamed with joy. My heart was smiling. I made new friends and learned a new and less controlled way of painting! Absolutely will be doing more of this kind of painting. Ideas are bubbling in my head and heart. Thanks to Shiloh Sophia and all the beautiful women who I had the privilege of working with, I am enriched as a result.

The second highlight was celebrating Jeff’s birthday in NYC. After cappuccinos with Jade and Claudia and seeing them safely off, Jeff and I walked down from 9^th avenue headed back to the hotel on 3rd. We decided to find a nice restaurant to eat dinner for his birthday. I walked close to him with our arms wrapped tightly together. It had been snowing on and off since 3pm that day. Halfway through our walk it began to snow again. I felt like I was in a dream. The whole day had just come and gone too fast. The sounds, lights, and crisp winter snow stimulated me in a deep way.  

The snow melted into me and became a bright, white light that illuminated my soul. All I could do was smile. It has been years since I have seen snow let alone have it touch my face. I imagined each snowflake as a wish coming true for all the women I had met that day and all the women I will meet in this life. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and visualized my dreams.

I looked over and saw the perfect place to eat. It was so inviting and cozy! We sat down and relaxed with wine and talked about how necessary travel is in our lives. After about thirty minutes or so the restaurant filled up. A couple moved from one end of the bench right next to us. It was very European style seating! Which, I love. 

The man said that he did not like the energy coming from where they had been seated so they moved away and closer to where we were. I understand energy very well and I knew exactly what he meant.

We began a conversation with our new friends, Lazarus and Tania, his best friend who had just come from Australia. Immediately I sensed she was sad and looked a bit tired…but not tired from travel …tired from heavy emotions. At one point in the evening she excused herself and went to the restroom. My heart hurt for her, as I knew the emotions were too heavy and ultimately manifested as tears in her eyes. Her best friend Lazarus explained a painful time in her life. Instantly I started praying in my head…God please take care of her and show her her worth…. I kept reciting this at every empty moment in my mind.

It was a fortuitous night for me because I realized that my calling is in a way is to hold the space for women, whether they know it or not… in a formal space or not…to believe in their healing and wholeness. I realized that I have done this all my life. For some reason, there in cozy NYC restaurant, with a complete stranger I was Love. I hoped to reflect that to her.

After cake, hours of good conversation and laughter we said goodbye. I hugged this woman tightly and wanted her to know that she is love, loved, and all would be well. With tears in her eyes she squeezed my hands and said thank you. It is tough to describe emotions but I feel like I made a difference for her that night because I FELT it. Starring into each other’s eyes was like being a mirror for each other, reflecting only Truth. A powerful moment indeed. 

The workshop I had taken earlier that day now seemed so long ago but still I carried that memory with me as we walked back to our hotel. The snow on my face again reminded me of big wishes for women in the world. It also reminded me to live in gratitude and travel often. I wish the same for you!