Here in this moment, as I let myself get in touch with every part of my body, I am brought to the memories behind the scars and what they represent to me now.
Instead of willing sleep to return, I've stopped fighting the shifting light. There's something oddly soothing about its reassuring progress. It is symbolic of impermanence. Nothing can remain the same, everything must change. It is these early morning meetings of truth that have led me to ...
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 ...
Since I stopped focusing on time too much, I started to feel the Now intensely. I know that there's no other time than Now, that is why I live moment by moment, and always keep in mind that the moments aren't unlimited. The sooner we start living the life we want to live, the better we will ...
You don’t have to hold it all together, even if you’re usually the strong one. You need to let go of trying to do that more than anyone. Try it out, even a little at a time, and notice that you’re still safe and you’re still loved when you fall apart.
“Yes, you’re allowed to have this joy. So irresistible that you can’t keep your paws off it. There is no longer any other way to be,” my Earth whispers to me as I return after too long an absence. “Yes, this joy is for you. Just take it.” How could it be that ...
As soon as you stop carving through the caverns of your soul, trying to find something more, the world, and all of its high hopes and searches for meaning, will simply cease to exist. We will walk around, empty shells under the palm trees of delusion that this picture of paradise is all we have ...
We are given this human vessel to look after, and it's our responsibility to nourish it with excellent self-care. Beyond the physical, it's the feeling of aliveness that we need to nurture to stay youthful and enthusiastic about life.
I did not engage in this practice to prove something to myself or anyone else. I was not interested in flexing my spiritual muscles. I did it for Jenny. My willingness to stay present through this process was an act of devotion. By leaning into the horror and yielding to the sorrow, by ...