I’m not sure my relationship with J was simply about healing my big bad daddy wound, but I am certainly closer to my innocence than I was before we met.
Finally, I want to sever these doctrines from my desire and from my womanly body. There is nothing culpable in women’s desire or even in our nakedness. It is healthy and beautiful for a woman to show up in this world as a fully participating human being entitled to her sexual sovereignty and ...
Because time is just a reminder of all the days ahead that she won’t be here. All the days ahead that I will miss her more. Instead, tell me that you know it sucks. Because it does. That’s the truth. This sucks. Plain and simple. This is awful and horrible and heartbreaking. I need you to ...
Let go. Love it all. Trust it all. Let yourself assume and know and remember that your most gorgeous dreams are already true. Feel the mad exhilaration and fulfillment of that.
Has anybody stopped to define exactly what we are talking about when we tell people to be in this somewhat mythological (and obviously desirable) thing called the moment? Google tells me it is a noun that means a very brief period of time.
Art is an expression and translation of life from one to another, connecting the dots and merging one into all. Art resonates like the Universe; both are always speaking to us, and through us. Art is song, dance, beauty, nature, breath, imagery, paint, food, touch, kissing, poetry, pottery; it ...
What is a vision? Why is it that if a vision evokes fear, it is a psychotic break, wherein when a vision evokes faith and determination, it is divine? Where is the line between the prophetic and the mad? Let me tell you: there isn’t one. Before you check yourself into the nearest nuthouse, ...