Reflect, Restore and Renew: Rewards of Ethereal Healing.
This is a time to reflect on the feelings and processes we have gone through, in order to bring us to a higher state of being.
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Suzanne Grenager
No Need to Compare or Despair.
The ego will always want to compare. It will always feel great in some situations and lacking in others. But your soul knows that you are perfectly whole and complete as you are, right now.
Daring to Feel.
Thousands of years of patriarchy have taught us that feeling is equated to weakness, but that is not true. Being courageous and daring enough to feel is a strength.
Shed Your ‘Shoulds’, Embrace Your ‘Too Much’.
Those of us who are too much, we don’t want order; we don’t want standard; we don’t want average. We want brilliance; we want creativity; we want new; we want adventure; we want awe-inspiring, amazing-surreal-wonderful-shocking-original-sexy-authentic. We want to create better lives for ...
On Soul’s Revolutionary Road: Witnessing Another’s Unfolding.
Soul wants to sink us down into the ground of our being, where it's fecund and rich, damp and ripe, ready for flourishing, continually opening and deepening into more of who we are, and what we are here for. To do so, our soul needs a witness in the other. An empathic, fiercely loving, solidly ...
Eden Lost: Time to Transcend Our Inborn Biological Imperatives.
By the time things get so bad for us that the destruction of our civilization’s infrastructures finally allows our greenhouse gas emissions to begin to fall, global climate change will already be well on its way into uncharted territories. Huge numbers of species will be extinct, much of the ...
An Open Letter to the Weird Kid.
Don’t stop what you are doing. Don’t start conforming. Continue to be true to you. Be weird and misunderstood. We'll come around, eventually.
We Choose When and How Brightly We Burn for Our Own Lives.
And when we do choose, we need to make no apologies for those choices. I’ve got years of fear and guilt I’m living under.
Maidenform: A Little Extra Fabric Between My Heart Chakra and the World.
The dragon isn’t my only memory from Shambhala. There, at the heart of the space, up high on the altar, is a large crystal ball wearing a shower cap. Without it, my friend tells me, the ball would magnify and concentrate the sunlight coming in from the cupola above, inevitably catching the ...
There’s Something in the Water.
I am held by an infinitely loving, maternal energy. Held by Gaia. No matter the weight I carried when I entered the water, now it is shared.