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Getting Quiet To Live Loud.

This sense of quiet (upholding boundaries, listening to my body, meditating, and letting go of unneeded distractions) allows me to take breaks without feeling as if I am letting anyone down, allows me to meditate and feed my soul, allows me to be present to those I love, and allows me to ...

you & me

5 Rules Of Engagement To Open Your Heart.

I vowed that if I couldn’t feel engaged, if my heart wasn’t in it -- be it a person or a project -- then it was likely that I needed to walk away, or find a way to enhance my creative nature so that I could be engaged. Of course, this is easier done when you work for yourself and/or you don’t ...

world

Waking Up To Consciousness.

I am mesmerized by the sun, the way she dances and dapples, illuminating leaves with paprika and turmeric. The veil is with me always, where I am able to move my hand, lucid and glass-like, lifting silken skirts of varied states of existence.

poetry

The Old Warrior. {poetry}

I hadn't seen myself as a warrior fighting and struggling with weapons in my hands, defending the borders of my kingdom, and with just one goal… … to achieve peace, and living on the truth and the hope that all battles and wars come to an end.

archives, wisdom

4 Ways To Practice Love In The Time Of War.

How do we speak, not to the defenses and the armor, the puffed chests and bolstered cases, but to the innocent creatures beneath, rattled and confused? How do we step into the battlefield with curiosity, not to fight, but to call one another home? How do we call each other back to our own ...

troublemakers

Rising Above Your Enemies: How Real Rebellion Actually Works.

You cannot change anyone. You cannot have compassion for violent people unless you fully accept yourself. Before you can deal with anyone else without facade and masks, you must understand that the enemy is within.

you & me

Flow Happens When We Melt.

Tainted by my own mess, I had just cause to feel numb, unsure and insolent toward life, and I kept trying to bleed a bit more into a vial that couldn’t be filled. It soon became evident that clinging to resentment was too hard, and my results were more than redundant, cold and tiresome.

world

What If We Slowed Down?

At the end of the day, the results of today don't matter that much. They aren't our core. The story is still to be written tomorrow, and will always be. Sunsets are the mothers of dawns, aren't they?

happiness

A Wandering Soul’s Plea: May I Come Home?

No longer blind to the illusions of hope, she is left threadbare and worn.

happiness

39 Things I Believe When It All Seems Unreal.

My list started small and kept growing and will continue to grow. This space of calm is like the wingspan of a great blue heron, gliding across the stillness of a channel. It expands and releases and touches, creating ripples to the four corners of a universal web. Our effort to keep pushing ...

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