How to Listen to Your Intuition: A Practice for Solo Travelers… and Everyone. {excerpt}
The more time we spend listening to our inner voice, and the more times we act accordingly, the more accurate our intuition becomes.
Browsing Tag:
Toby Israel
Talking About God. {poetry}
No one I know seems to be talking about god,
but, call me crazy,
I want to find her.
So every day, for a few minutes,
I try to stare at darkness.
The Girl Who Was Afraid of Everything. {fiction}
And she never stopped loving, the woman who was afraid of everything except that most perilous of nature’s inventions. She grew old, and still she loved.
Don’t Ask Me My Sign. {poetry}
Don’t ask me about my sun, my moon, my stars;
Don’t think they will teach you my triumphs and scars.
The truth you are seeking won’t come in a word.
The secrets I’m keeping will speak when I want them heard.
Don’t ask me my sign -- no, don’t ask me that yet.
The Desert Princess: A Fable About Formless Love. {fiction}
One day, she returned with a different light in her eyes. She sought out her parents and told them: “Okay, I will marry… I will marry the man who can bring me the sky in a dress, the moon in a necklace, and fire in a pair of shoes."
The Other Tower: Growing Through the Language of Soul. {fiction}
We all know the story of the Tower of Babel. How the greed, the arrogance of human beings who sought to reach the realm of the gods, brought about their own destruction. How a community who once shared one language dissolved into many disparate, constantly warring groups who could not ...
Strangers On A Train: Make Your Journeys Worthwhile.
When did we grow afraid of strangers? When did the popular wisdom for travelers shift from 'Trust the road and the good Samaritans who walk it' to 'Trust no one'? When did two strangers -- or four strangers -- talking on the train become the exception, rather than the rule?
The Wise And The Innocent: A Story Of Trust. {fiction}
The knife-edge teeth of the sharks -- who had once been their friends and accomplices in underwater adventures -- suddenly inspired fear. The midnight eyes of hawks and gulls -- who had once delighted the children with their dramatic displays of flight -- now reflected frightened stares. The ...
Stranger In A Strange Place. {fiction}
A thousand miles -- maybe more -- to carry her around the world and back, but no feet, however dogged, can overcome the years elapsed.
Re-Wild. {poetry}
Jump again from moving buses; dive again to swirling depths
rise again from your own ashes; die again a hundred deaths.
For the wildness inside you will never perish; I only tire, then surge afresh.