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To Be A Writer.

We want you to sigh in heart-heavy disbelief, especially at the end of the story when the little child dies or the mother returns, too late, much too late, or both of these things happen on the same damn page, in the same damn paragraph, leaving you distraught, welling up, swimming in a river ...

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When The Story Changes.

Sometimes we have to let people go, even when we don’t want to, even if we never imagined a future without them. Sometimes we have no choice, so we have to make peace with that, as hard as it is. We can struggle against it, we can resist. Or we can set the other person free, and set ourselves ...

wisdom

For Those Who Feel Things Intensely: We Deserve Love.

I hope that one day I know a slightly less intense experience, but I laugh writing that because what if life is intense? What if things are just intense? What if I am intense and I feel things intensely, and that’s okay? Because it is. It sure doesn’t fucking feel like it, but ultimately I know ...

world

Rumi, Jake Sully, And A Starry, Starry Night.

Thinking of those no longer around, how I wish to speak with them now, standing on my balcony, the sun shining magnificently, so utterly lovely for winter. The birds share their songs, selflessly. The trees readying themselves with fresh buds and herbs starting to grow.

wisdom

Life Comes Full Circle: The Old Wolf-Woman And Youth.

Now she allowed herself to become what she had always been, bit by bit… transforming from tame woman to a wild and untamed wolf. One day, as she sat within her garden, she heard a sound. The high and sweet sound of Youth crashing through the woods, without a care or a thought. Beautiful and ...

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5 Ways To Get The F Over Your Fears.

We are very lucky to have the freedom to choose for ourselves, to create our lives, and truly to be and do anything we want. Don’t insult this by staying in a place or experience that is not making you happy or totally turned on.

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The Stillness Of This Precious Night.

My deer have been here. I spy their tracks at the foot of the balcony. I missed them this evening. Oftentimes I catch them quietly by the edge of the porch, feeding from bushes full of berries and greens. When I see them, I toss gigantic organic green apples to them. They like it here with me.

you & me

For Those Making Their Way Home: In Honor Of Sacred Disintegration.

Be aware of the people around you. You may need to speak this experience to only those who are also turning and heading back home. Even those who consider themselves spiritual may not be working towards their own individuality.

poetry

Freedom From The Doubt. {poetry}

Just seeing you again with her And me out here, without No freedom from the memories but freedom from the doubt Ending it was for the best

you & me

The Mother Of All Wounds: Grief And The Loss Of Feminine Divinity.

Give up hope, they say. This is as good as it gets, they say. She was too weak, too emotional, and too quiet to protect you anyway. We will allow your bodies and minds to be supported by our knowledge, though we will pathologize every part of your feminine being. How progressive we have become! ...

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