Healing from Spiritual Capitalism.
Healing is sold to us as a product to be consumed. Whole industries capitalize on it while gaslighting us, perpetrating the same traumas it claims to heal.
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Sung Home: Chapter Three. {fiction}
I felt a little insulted that they would just stop looking for me like that. I squelched a brief impulse to toss pebbles down at them.
Lost in a Sea of Reservation. {poetry}
Do compounds and verbs melt into a runny sea of ambiguity? Are fragments of reels and jabs of jaunty whim unsaid the whispering voices in our heads?
Wild Girls Like Us Will Not Be Tamed. {poetry}
They say, “Stay quiet, silly girls,”
and we say, “Fuck you,”
with a smile of course,
and when the anger subsides,
the weapon of love annihilates all...
Mary Magdalene and the Undefinable Holy Grail.
As a devout Christian and Biblical scholar, Starbird set out to disprove the assumptions in 'The Holy Blood and the Holy Grail'.
From My Dream Diaries: A Tribute to Lost Soul-Pieces.
Many lost soul-pieces await restlessly to be acknowledged...just as the ruins of wrecked ships from long ago are waiting for the next storm to uncover them.
My Body Likes It When I Listen.
I know how I have cried, and cursed this body. I know how, when I got my period for the first time, I shut myself in a room and cried, saying "I hate this!"
Your Limiting Beliefs Don’t Matter.
This programming of limiting beliefs being our problem is conditioning us to re-enact old, ancient ways of emotional abuse on our inner world.
Sung Home: Chapter Two. {fiction}
My daddy once told me, “Move toward what you want, not away from what you fear.” I hummed the song, Mama’s song, that I hoped would take me to my new home.
I Want That ‘Make Your Toes Curl’ Kind of Love. {poetry}
I want that passionate kind of love
That honest kind of love
That 'make love to me in the middle of the night' kind of love
I want that sensual kind of love