My Take on the Story of the Two Wolves.
There is no good or evil, there is just our nature. Both wolves are you, and they are only battling out of misunderstanding.
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you & me
Boundaries and Speaking Your Truth.
Boundaries can be drawn whenever we feel a sense of intrusion, injustice or anger rising. Our boundaries tell the world what we will and won’t accept.
Listen to Your Longings and Come Alive.
Longings have a way of garnering our attention, even when we don't always want them, or know what to do with them. They will be there. Like a toddler who doesn't want to just be shushed and sent to bed, they will make themselves known.
To Everyone I Gave My Power To: I’d Like It Back Now.
I should never have given you the ability to make me doubt myself, or judge myself... You don’t know me, and you can’t have my power.
Too Powerful to Partner.
I know a worthiness now that fills my world with hope, love, laughter and a light that I did not know existed. Still, after all that work, there is a whisper inside of me: What if you become too powerful to connect?
I See Your Heart Ready to Explode.
I see a shadow of regret, a heaviness in the way you carry your body, the weight of all the things you’ve left unsaid, the hearts you were too afraid to touch, the hugs and human connection you have turned away.
The Privilege of Self-Actualization.
What it comes down to is, my biggest problems are going on inside of me. If that’s not privilege, I don’t know what is. I am safe, healthy, sheltered, fed, supported, and loved. It doesn’t mean I should stop complaining (although I could do less of it) and be grateful all the time (although I ...
Ode to Alcoholic Egos and Unbridled Souls.
You choose to be an asshole, you choose to waste your hard-earned money and God-given organs in an alcoholic blur, you choose to compare your story to everyone else’s, burning the brightest fire for victimhood there is, you choose to dismiss anyone else’s experience.
Reclaiming Your Sexual Aliveness.
It is feeling the deep sensual pleasure of being alive and hungry for life, knowing that your desire and your heartbeat have saved you. It is reclaiming your sexual aliveness, and knowing that it is yours alone to do with as you please.
My Vows If I Get Married Again.
It isn’t necessarily marriage itself, but rather the impossible expectations that are placed on marriage that so often make it fail.