Drinking From the Source: How People of Different Faiths Can Get Along.
Institutionalized religion often forges psychological chains to keep us bound and in subjection, to keep us separate from one another.
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Let Go Of Fear: I Didn’t Want to Be a Body, I Wanted to Be a Mind.
All you have to do is look at your body, which is the same substance as the entire universe and all things beautiful and holy.
To Feel Alive, Be a Flowing River.
If we only want what we regarded as good and reject, resist or spiritually bypass the rest, we would eventually feel nothing but numb and disconnected.
None Can Know What Gets Lost and Found at the Crossroads.
We do know that to be alive is to age, and aging is inherently a losing proposition to which we must surrender, with grace or not.
For the Students, My Teachers, February 14th, 2018 (and Every Day After). {poetry}
Never again will we entertain this tyranny
that wears a thousand divisive masks
but is always a scared and greed-scarred child-man
hiding behind a curtain.
The Freedom to Be Me: On Choice and Privilege, and the Rights of an American People.
Our choices define us and create our legacy. So choose wisely. First for your own happiness, and then for your neighbor's. Choice is freedom realized.
Feeling Alive: Eating Lunch in Eternity.
I knew, without knowing, this creation is alive and conscious. This creation is beautiful, this creation is beheld silently in wonder and awe.
I Am Wild: A Feminist Love Letter. {poetry}
I will dance naked around this fire, and hold you to my skin when the wind blows just right.
Do not ask me to be nice and quiet.
I am wild.
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.
The Deliciously Alive, Broken Open Heart.
A deliciously alive, broken open heart is a revolution. And it is what you are for, as a human being. Your torn open and glistening heart is a wild, throbbing portal to aliveness, to living a life with your own freaky artistry. Imagine that.