My Body Likes It When I Listen.
I know how I have cried, and cursed this body. I know how, when I got my period for the first time, I shut myself in a room and cried, saying "I hate this!"
Browsing Tag:
pain
Living Real: Remembering What It Means to Follow Our Intuition.
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.
The Soul Wound and the Infinite Possibility of the Unknown.
We are not taught how to navigate the uncomfortable complexity of simplicity, how to be uncomfortable or embrace grief as an ally of an open heart.
Doe Eyes. {spoken word poetry}
Doe eyes aren’t innocent, they’re pain and enlarged by sadness, so please stand back since you can’t hold me as tight as I’d like.
I Want to Live, and Run with All the Wild Horses of Our Tribe.
Tonight we will run with the wild horses of our tribe streaking across the twilight sky, calling out our names and demanding the night to release us.
Afraid of the Dark: Why We Need to Open up About Our Pain.
When we feel open to talk about it… when we let the pain breathe… when we don’t feel judged and ostracized… that’s when things get a little easier.
The Long, Slow (Almost) Death of My Ego.
Ego might rear its head again as we ascend, but as we notice when that happens, we can acknowledge it kindly and bring our attention back to love.
This Is What a Maiden Voyager Is Called to Do.
The maiden voyager knows that her path will always cross at the opportune moment with those who are also living in their timeless dance.
Priority Mail. {poetry}
By holding the flowers’ light for all to see, they remain steadfast to a higher priority and calling, I believe. I am one such flower vendor now.
5 Ways to Transform Through Trauma.
Whether you find it 'petty' or real and deep, give this trauma a name and a voice. Then, converse with it. Get deeper, get curious.