A Love Note to Fear. {poetry}
I thank you, my fear.
Without your guidance
I would never know what it’s like to rise from the burning ashes
The fire I thought would surely destroy me.
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What’s Real, Really?
See if you can get curious, really curious about that space; that one where thought does not color your view of reality. What do you see or sense?
Freedom of Choice or Played-Out Fate?
Relying solely on fate and living life as a series of consequences means giving up on the power to manifest and to create the life I want.
News Flash: Being Nice Can Block a Great Relationship.
Please run as fast as you can from anyone who would rather you be nice over being real. That said, being real is not an excuse to clobber people!
Wild Medicine: Be Like The Prairie.
I inhaled all the pieces of my story, my internal breath like the wind washing over me, jostling gently out some of the emotional and energetic debris.
What Is This Cruel Experience Anyway, This Cancer?
One cancer-strike seems a turn of fate, but two seems premeditated, as if some conscious and villainous intelligence sought to drain us of goodness.
Fitting In Is Not the Same as Belonging.
There is a great change upon us because even the earth is reacting with violent rage that we would betray our own belonging.
A Moment in My Marriage.
Our marriage has always been a safe haven even when the projections were sky-high from both of us, but now it’s mostly a playground of joy and harmony.
Sung Home: Chapter One. {fiction}
Sylvia found out that Darian was no Prince Charming. Darian’s compound had been the only home I had known for the last seven years, almost half my life.
Bathing in Moonlit Love.
The older couples had already claimed the smaller tubs built for two. I imagined this to be their regular date night and a wise way to keep love alive.