The Winds Of Rebellion: Love’s Uprising.
Can you find the willingness to sail into the mystery of the unknown?
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love
Wanderlusting. {poetry}
but I want
so desperately
to believe that love
is the answer
that I’m willing
to jump
headfirst
without looking
and crawl back up
with scraped palms
and bloody knees
when no one but the ground
is there to catch me
just to jump
again
without remembering
what the question was
in ...
Don’t Wait Until The Perfect Time: A Manifesto For Action.
Speak your truth, choose your battles, know when to let go, keep your heart open, keep your head up, be gentle, use your gifts, be grateful, work hard, play hard, rest easy, know your goals, have fun, be patient with your child, look up, look ahead, be in your heart, create beauty, create art, ...
Chronicles Of The Crescent Kin.
You know they are your kindred not from the color of their eyes, but from the tones of their hearts, which are dressed in mystique. The paradigms of their minds will match mine and yours, as they, too, will be charmed by a presence that is just mad enough to be brilliant. They will feel the ...
Why Your Creative Business Has Left You A Starving Artist.
When I looked at people who were still in love with their artwork and their creative expression, I saw that they gave it a certain space to truly expand and evolve. They treated it with the reverence it deserved, and because of that, they stayed utterly enthralled with their work.
She Moves In Mysterious Ways: Letting Go Of The Gavel.
He moves in mysterious ways... unless you are the He who knows the deeply-buried secret of generations of familial abuse. He knows that he must leave in order to repair the primal scars to his nervous system, and to feel whole again. He knows he will be judged by others for turning his back on ...
How The War In Syria Correlates To The War Within Our Wombs.
The Buddhist level of compassion would be changing ourselves so entirely that we can sit with and accept the threat of terrorism and see it for what it is. The biggest mistake we could make is to react in the face of fear and anger. The biggest mistake we could make is to believe the lies we ...
The Heaviest Forest. {poetry}
How do you change this creature of habit who sits and aches in darkness?
Darkness that is so deep it moves.
Darker than the darkest night.
Deeper than the deepest.
Froid: Running Free And Wild With Flowers In My Hair.
I will run for hope -- against emotional trauma, eating disorders, domestic violence, and for education. I will run for love.
How Much Do We Know Ourselves?
Kindness and compassion ran to our arms.
When we thought before we did not deserve the journey,
An inner voice kindly whispered,
“Go! Run and grab the opportunity to start over
and forgive yourself again.”