She’s a Celestial Wall Etched on the Mandala.
Back to the urban wall and jasmine. Grapple for the blue of earth, the brush between fingers, sweat running down her arm.
Browsing Tag:
stillness
How Much Do You Value Your Alone Time?
Alone time allows us to quiet our thoughts, settle our nerves, and listen to our hearts. It helps us uncover what’s missing from our lives, and equally valuable, what we actually have.
When It Comes for You: Why Feeling Lonely Is to Be Human.
This is also the loneliness of not feeling seen. The isolation of not following the horde, of not always being understood.
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.
I Am a Freight Train on My Destiny’s Track.
You don’t have to scratch very deep to recognize that my greatest strength is also my greatest weakness. Freight trains are not equipped with the mechanisms to slow down or be patient on a dime. You have to throw them in reverse, and it takes miles of track and scorching metal to make that a ...
The Magick Of She: Yoga And The Dark Goddess.
Call Her Lilith, Kali, Cerridwyn, or by any number of fearsome names. She lives inside of you, not as a loathsome demon, but as the Feminine Force of Change. She is volatile, and her beauty lies inward.
Call In The Magical Child Within You.
She is the water and fire you crave in life. She is the one who aches at you each time you give the power away. She waits for you in the stillness of all the chaos and fear. She waits for you to embrace her -- and tell her that it's okay to be powerful. She is your guide through the rough and ...
4 Ways To Practice Love In The Time Of War.
How do we speak, not to the defenses and the armor, the puffed chests and bolstered cases, but to the innocent creatures beneath, rattled and confused? How do we step into the battlefield with curiosity, not to fight, but to call one another home? How do we call each other back to our own ...
What Sitting Still Taught Me About Movement.
I learned that I don't always need my passport or backpack to grow. Books have been the maps that lead the way, while writing has replaced the overnight bus rides and dodgy boat trips. Ideas are the cities and towns that I now explore with childlike curiosity, and they colorfully dot my route, ...
An Astounding Lucid Confusion.
Some days, stillness is my guide, leading me down the gentle middle way where decisions are not made but followed, life is allowed to unfold as it will, and my own confusions are met with compassion and understanding.