Fitted suit, tilted fedora and a doe-eyed expression before death of a betrayed love,
Moved along by the crevasse of Astaire’s curved embrace,
Soothed in conversation to the lullaby of Jimmy Stewart’s draw,
Serenaded by Sinatra under a painted moonlight.
Now we’ve arrived at the Full Moon in Capricorn. This cycle is providing a portal of release, an opportunity to burn the pages bearing the faded ghosts of your old alphabet. Don’t worry, new letters will appear, but this time they’ll come in the form of symbols... the symbols that you used to ...
Absolute knowing is a knowing you can hear again and again, but we confuse familiar with knowing. The familiar dances around the knowing. Its smell reminds us of the known, its taste reminds us of the known, its touch, its sound -- but like a spice mixed into a casserole so that you wouldn't be ...
And so I thought it was him, that I needed him, and that delusional lesson got flattened into my soul and I never knew it until I grew up, started doing some difficult inner work, and untangled this ancient, hallucinatory knot that got me stuck, and tied up and twisted into a piece of ...
I imagined a future with dozens, hundreds, maybe thousands of people all doing the same blessed thing -- taking some time to think about themselves, sharing bits of their soul on paper, and creating a life by reflecting upon it.
We can sail through our days forgetting about wonder, for our lives are filled with endless lists and programs and responsibilities and commitments. Yet sometimes, small occurrences of unparalleled perfection wrap their wings around us while hinting once again at the wildly delicious ...