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wisdom

You Are Safe in This Wilderness.

I cannot connect with the idea of a calling that can be translated perfectly into a paycheck, a position, or a fixed identity associated with something I do. If I have one, my vocation is to be alive, to listen quite literally to my body and its rhythms: Every. Single. Moment. And to honor and  ...

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wisdom

30 Life-Changing Lessons Adventure Has Taught Me.

You can get all the knowledge you want from books, but there is no better way to learn than by doing. Has someone ever given you advice about love? Odds are, you didn't listen. You had to go through that experience yourself to truly learn the lesson. By adventuring, you are setting yourself on  ...

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poetry

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!

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world

I’m on My Way to Freedom.

If we want to change our life, we have to believe that it is possible. To get closer to our dreams and to what sounds right, we first need to become blank pages. We need to get rid of everything that's not us. We need to close all the chapters of our lives that we have outgrown.

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world

Turn Your Back on the Systems That Want You to Hate.

We cannot address the deep collective sickness without addressing our own. We cannot apply surface solutions to deeply embedded collective traumas and claim it is enough. We cannot change the oppressive structures of the current regimes without stripping it down to its bones, and rebuilding its  ...

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poetry

She Wishes for Things. {poetry}

And she wishes to mother her babies again, so delicious they were, and their scent, the way they smelled, like innocence, with her cheek up against, their silky, smooth cheeks so to breathe them in, to feel a tiny, flailing fist against her skin, and little eyes looking up, to feel them  ...

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you & me

The Price of Proving Them All Wrong.

I had many situations in my life where my ego was way too big, and while angry, I did everything to verbally destroy them, and when I proved them wrong and they admitted it, I felt horrible. That's the funny thing about soothing our egos: it doesn't always feel good.

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