I Am Learning to Hold All Things Gently. {poetry}
Loss and death just make room for fresh things, things that sometimes we understand and sometimes we don’t. Darling, stay open, let your heart grow.
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Pretty Poison: The Archetype of Female Vengeance.
Pretty Poison reflects the imbalance of power between genders and the dark pathways that a woman might follow in order to get her power back.
Be Gentle, Love Yourself Free.
We have forgotten the lost art of fierce gentleness, of deep compassion. Of turning towards our deepest pain and showering our soul wounds with self-love.
Unleashing the Feminine: A Word About Our Words.
In finding balance, whether in a person or in a society, it is important that we strike a balance -- between yin and yang, feminine and masculine, receptivity and activity -- regardless of which gender we conform to (or not). It is in this balance that we become whole human beings.
Don’t Turn Away: The Initiation of America.
And that is the whole point of the initiatory process. It comes crashing into our lives to dismantle and reorganize the status quo when the situation has become unbalanced, unsustainable; when we have been living unconsciously, blind to even our own machinations. It forces us to look ...
The Gentle Art of Becoming.
We are emerging now from the moon in her darkest phase. A time to incubate and to unfold into life, instead of chasing it. A time of wisdom and introspection. Planting the seeds of our desires and allowing them to come to fruition as the moon reaches her peak of fullness again mid-month. This ...
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!
Today I Marveled At The Beauty Of My Pain.
With a rush of adrenaline, I feverishly recalled all of the repetitive patterns that kept me stuck in this karmic loop. I rumbled with fear that ultimately influenced my fight or flight tendencies. I admitted to behavior that was no different from theirs. I wrestled with doubts and misgivings ...
What Happens When You Find Love Again.
You trusted the last one when the red flags went off, so what makes this one different? What makes this love trustworthy and worth it? Between the fear and the doubt of your own understanding of the fear that is still in your mind, you have to trust your heart and your intuition.
I Let Go: How Yoga Helped Me Heal, And Why I Want To Teach It.
I am not saying that Yoga was my only saving device, because I know of the unseen forces that held me up and touched my hands with hope during the past four years; however, It was the most tender prescription that helped pave the way for the latter days of my mending, as my weights had ...