If this were your last day on earth, would you want to spend it in a bad mood? Sometimes the thought of death can inspire gratefulness for being alive.
What's sexy is someone who is literate in the ways of their heart, knows how to court grief with love, compassion and kindness, for themselves and others.
I guess I don’t have much to add to the discussion that hasn’t already been said, but can we please just stop teaching our boys that the only option is to consistently be on the hunt? Like, with a little softness, the gazelle will come to you very willingly, the kink can come later.
We are programmed to crave chaos, pain, intensity. Many of us struggle with getting to the point of attracting love or really wanting it, because the other stuff is so damn addicting. We can blame the past. Stuff like sexual abuse, divorce, and a range of other losses we experience as kids, ...
Your choices -- down to what you eat in the morning, to how you honor your body, to the sex you don’t have, to the run you choose to take, to the money you make and the money you don’t make, to the zone of comfort you choose to step out of -- those choices are your lifeline to change.
She says suffering proves the depth of my love. I tell her to “Stuff it. I don’t need to prove anything to you!” She whacks me in the head. I call her names, she calls me worse. I apologize. It’s this way with us. But I could use less drama.
When you start living life in a more awake or enlightened state, things change. You eat differently, your space becomes more important to you, your spiritual practices become the backbone of your existence, and above all, what’s true for you becomes your Bible.
I have learned a lot about myself in the context of my marriage. I am good at being married. I am a devoted and loving wife, at least part-time. But don’t get me wrong: The love I feel for my man is a full-time thing, and always will be.
Life is a crazy, unscrupulous path. Often times it is void of color, lacking magic and riddled with loneliness (despite the people who surround you). It is my belief that life is always pushing us to make something of ourselves. Not in the sense of: What will I be when I grow up? Which I’m sure ...