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you & me

What Healing Could Mean.

To heal is to buy a plane ticket for a land about which we barely know anything but because it felt inspiring, to heal is to say something silly because the heart got carried away, to heal is to kiss a man whom we’ve just met because he said the three key words, and decide to trust the moment  ...

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wisdom

Authenticity: Inhabiting Wildly Tender Revolution.

Congruent authenticity happens in the guts and bowels of your life. Being authentic is the grunt-work of the soul, of any deeply human, spiritual path. Being half here, half there, halfhearted, faking it to look good, strategizing to make things easier for your self — that’s the common way of  ...

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happiness

Gratitude for Pain.

I'm tired because I cried for hours and hours and hours last night, tears streaming and soaking my pillow, and I woke with swollen eyes, still feeling sorry for myself, missing my partner, lamenting my children's misfortune, and feeling the depths of depression that have characterized my life  ...

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poetry

Bang the Drum: Elegy for the Grieving. {poetry}

Bang the drum for our sons and daughters, for husbands and wives, mothers and friends. Shout death’s name to a clueless world. Bang the drum loudly! Love in grief has a powerful rhythm. Bang the drum with courage and strength! Bang it loud filled with compassion! Bang the drum proudly!

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world

Turn Your Back on the Systems That Want You to Hate.

We cannot address the deep collective sickness without addressing our own. We cannot apply surface solutions to deeply embedded collective traumas and claim it is enough. We cannot change the oppressive structures of the current regimes without stripping it down to its bones, and rebuilding its  ...

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you & me

The Price of Proving Them All Wrong.

I had many situations in my life where my ego was way too big, and while angry, I did everything to verbally destroy them, and when I proved them wrong and they admitted it, I felt horrible. That's the funny thing about soothing our egos: it doesn't always feel good.

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world

A Birthing Day Reminiscence.

It was only a few days later that I would see my mother for the last time, gasping for breath, hooked up to machines. My sister was there. And she had a friend with her, a co-worker who neither I nor my mother had ever met. As I sat bedside with my mother, holding her hand, this stranger tells  ...

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wisdom

The Power-Hungry Games: What Is Your Cause?

What makes your heart feel full and warm, and what acts of kindness and service support you to feel alive and at ease in your solar plexus or core? And at the root of passionate service exists a stable human being. How are you taking care of yourself? Can you integrate nourishing self-care  ...

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