Feel Injustice With All Your Senses in Order to Know.
The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
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Menopause: The Free Therapy You Never Knew About.
We can bend ourselves out of shape saying Yes to things that we don’t want to do, menopause is the corrective force of No. Practice saying it.
The Crone and the Resting Maiden.
Some animals fatten up before hibernation, but the crone keeps the maiden well-fed in the darkness so that she has more energy to roam free in the light.
The Surrender House: Come And Rest, Weary Traveler.
We may abide together according to the gentle ebb and flow of the passing days. I make no demands of you. We are old friends, you and I. In a childhood long since forgotten, you once blossomed and flourished here. Your innocent laughter joyously echoed from my walls. Your carefree bare ...
It’s Okay To Rest In The Waves Of Your Darkness.
In order for us to know light, we must know the dark; in order for us to know pleasure, we must know pain; in order for us to know creation, we must know destruction.
The Spaces In Between.
Watch out for the jagged bits. Old injury. No, I don’t want to talk about it.
The Lioness & The Child.
There have been conversations, there has been sex, there have been scattered, half-hearted chases,
but there has never been love,
there has never been meaning,
there has never been trust,
and there has never, ever been rest.
How I long for rest.
How This Hypocrite Found Rest To Be The Best Form Of Bad-ass-ity Weaponry.
I am a judgmental person. Ironic. Because most days you can find me teaching peace and love.
Teaching forgiveness and non-attachment. Acceptance. But the truth is: I’m a total hypocrite.
I am incredibly judgmental. Let’s get this straight. I am an extremely hard worker.