Reclaiming this body is staking a claim against the patriarchy's war on the wisdom and nurturing and grounding nature of the earth. The earth of yourself.
Living real means recognizing that all of us at one time or another will mess up. We're going to be a part of the conditions that cause hurt for others.
This is the beauty of being human: to feel heard, to be seen, to love, and be loved. For the ocean of your inner universe to join with the ocean of another.
I know that instead of labels like 'black' or 'white', 'male' or 'female', all human beings should come with a label that reads 'Fragile, handle with care'.
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 ...