Commit, Or Leave: The Art Of Long-Term Commitment.
The texture of commitment hasn’t been a grandiose cinematic score. Daily, it feels more like a Bach Suite -- sweet, rhythmic, flowing, precise, simple.
Browsing Tag:
soul
Joy Is A River: This Is What Happens When We Do Things From Our Soul.
This year has taught me one thing: In doing fewer things and sitting with nothingness and boredom, I’ve started hearing the murmurs of my soul.
The Soul Wound and the Infinite Possibility of the Unknown.
We are not taught how to navigate the uncomfortable complexity of simplicity, how to be uncomfortable or embrace grief as an ally of an open heart.
On the Sacred Power of Sleep.
Tonight, like every night, you will meet the wholeness of who you are. Tonight, like every night, the quiet darkness will heal your body and soul.
21: They Called You a Hero. {poetry}
The rubble was all around me, I caught my breath as the dust settled, waving the white flag of surrender
Your status of soldier didn't make you a hero
People Of The Fire {poetry}
Gods, like phantoms, rise up out of the fire,
created and destroyed at the whim of the people.
The Soul Journey Together.
The journey is meant to be enjoyed. It's meant to be experienced fully and to strengthen the travelers both individually and together.
I Want to Live, and Run with All the Wild Horses of Our Tribe.
Tonight we will run with the wild horses of our tribe streaking across the twilight sky, calling out our names and demanding the night to release us.
Finding Our Way Back to Center.
It’s a peaceful practice of bringing myself back into my heart every single time the ego-mind wants to take me out of the truth of my experience.
The Dark Nights of My Soul.
It is meant to last for a long time, so the soul can descend down and down and down, into the dark matter of unconscious debris, trauma and wounding.