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As The Blood Dries On Our Birthing Bed: A Rage-Filled Prayer For Imbolc.

On this Imbolc night, the flames of all the Candlemas altars are dim in comparison to the bonfire tearing through my so-tired heart. I pray now not to Mother Brighid but to you, Woman, as you lie breathless beside me in your own recovery. Do not fall asleep.

you & me

Thank You For Not Calling.

Some wonder why I’m thanking someone who hurt me so deeply and forever changed my life. Buddha’s saying pretty much says it all, Holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. Holding on to that rage and sadness was only hurting myself.

wisdom

The Sport Of Forgiveness.

Oh, how I loathe Consequences -- the psychological equivalent of a pair of Spanx. Consequences not only squeeze us, they often spank us too. For a people-pleaser who wants everyone to love her, the possibility that my C-people will never forgive me packs a whuppin’ of pain.

troublemakers

Your Heart Is A Wild Woman.

Your heart is a wild woman; let her live fully in the knowledge that she is beautiful. Let her know that she is enough, existing as she is in this moment in time -- a reflection of the stars themselves. She holds the power and the perfection of the Universe inside of her. It is a perfection ...

poetry

The Blue Eye Of Man. {poetry}

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poetry

Surrendering To Grief. {poetry}

Today I do not fail. I allow the grief to overtake me. To swallow me whole. To rip out my heart and have its way with me. I succumb to its power.

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Your Creative Force: How To Make The River Rage.

Remember the only rule: that there really are no rules. Freedom is uncertainty. Freedom is the questions. Freedom is the open road, all exits yours for the taking, as you whirl on by them toward the abyss, your trail of fire blazing.

rage

As The Blood Dries On Our Birthing Bed: A Rage-Filled Prayer For Imbolc.

Thank You For Not Calling.

The Sport Of Forgiveness.

Your Heart Is A Wild Woman.

The Blue Eye Of Man. {poetry}

Surrendering To Grief. {poetry}

Your Creative Force: How To Make The River Rage.

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