A mermaid is connected to the Deep Feminine. She remembers that she arose from the depth of her mother’s womb -- that holy, sacred temple of the Goddess.
I wanted to be close to you. I wanted to inhale your exhale. I wanted to see my reflection in your eyes. I wanted to be rattled by the vibration of your laugh. I wanted to be awakened by the rumble of your snore. But the cavernous space between us was filled with too many tries and apologies. ...
The prevailing messages in most parenting books and articles are to discipline children as a united front, and not give them an opening to split and triangulate you. But what if they are acting up -- and they often are -- because they are tuning into your stuck energy and unresolved wounds? ...
I am the music heard between the edges of wind and sea. I will speak and follow my deepest felt justices. My heart is an activist for voices unheard and unseen. I walk with the hurt and see into the dark. I listen and feel the stories untold. I am the dreams wrapped around my mug.
There are some scenarios where this shift to the positive is medicinal (while navigating a minor disappointment, for example), some where it would feel delusional (when grieving is necessary, there is no detour around it; the heavy heart needs our feeling and healing, and pretending that only ...