You will feel the rhythm through the wreckage. It will be slow and continuous, a miraculous unveiling, a growth of the senses. You will smolder and you will pulse with rapid fire that crackles in the cold. You will vibrate off the heat. Your body is stubborn, it wants everything. Give in. ...
There will be some people who understand the passage you take, for they too have walked these lands, but many will not. It is not their load to carry or their journey to make, and they will sit expectantly waiting for you to bounce back, waiting for you to reach that distant horizon, so life ...
I was reminded that shame may always be a companion, that no matter what I do, I can’t wholly undo shame. I don’t blame her, how could I? This is the air we breathe, the water we drink, fault and origin are less relevant than figuring how to feel ashamed and live your life anyway.
People hold a mirror to the self like nothing else can, I think. I found things I wanted to change because I wanted to change them in others. I found brutal honesty hurt me in the moment but was necessary in the long run. Lately I’ve tried not to sugarcoat my thoughts too much. People-pleasing ...
The ones that you don't like that are of the same sex? Your shadow. Opposite sex, whether you like or dislike? Your anima or animus -- inner feminine or masculine. Dream work is about making the unconscious conscious. So is Yoga, meditation, writing practice, inquiry, and lots of other stuff. ...