Autumn was not much of a favored or loved season of mine for most of my life. Maybe because it never takes the brilliant and colorful form of the “Indian summer” where I grew up but is a rainy and uncomfortable prelude to the desolation of winter. Maybe because my ancestral lands never see a leafless tree unless it is dead and this image is deeply associated with death...
Today I woke to the most sublime contemplations of all the beautiful and expansive ways I have been loved and met by some of my lovers and partners. A thoroughly pleasurable reminder of what has been more than worthy of my love, attention, time and work. A morning that had me following the lead of mama Venus and reminiscing in the best possible way about the most elevated relating...
here in this beautiful now i am standing alone at the precipice of a new life. a life you might become a part of or a life in which you might turn into a transient memory slowly fading away as the years roll by. only time can tell what it will be and so i widen my heart to love you more fully because now is all we have for...
Listen to the silence between words, The silence that envelops soundThis is where our hearts are one, The infinite, diverse and vast One. Hear the song of creative potentialLet it move you, sing through youUnite us in a dance to its driving rhythms Taking us where life is eternally made and remade. Shed your skins of stories and grievancesRelease the conditioning and beliefs of knowing it all.Find your curiosity, awe and innocence Open...
After writing a letter to my male friends my thoughts wandered to my relationships with women to inquire if and how they need to be rebuilt to align more deeply with our sovereignty, love and free will. The first thing that became obvious to me is that my relationships with men and their issues are very clear and known to me while I detect a vagueness in my awareness,...
“Sorry!” is often not enough when you hurt someone or cross their boundaries in unacceptable ways to their being. “A good apology is like antibiotic, a bad apology is like rubbing salt in the wound.” ~ Randy Pausch I used to think of apologies as the panacea of healing or an adding of insult to injury depending on their delivery and subsequent actions. As I operated from the idea that...
With the upcoming Venus retrograde we are headed into our underworld to reassess our relationships as well as who and what we value in our life. What better time to write down the lessons learned in recent experiences with men as a note to self on who to choose? This is a highly personal condensed list yet I hope it serves you as an inspiration for your own contemplations on preferences...
I have been feeling that something about the terminology of Service to Self and Service to Other felt slightly dissonant to me ever since I first came across and reflected on them. I sense for one an undertone of affirming separation (self vs. other) and on the other hand a strong potential to feed the christian martyr programming (selflessness, sacrificing yourself for the other). Both of which to me...
If your truth, opinion, ideology, politics make you feel superior, smug and incites you to denigrate those of other opinions you might want to check it is not your cognitive dissonance or ego playing you by making you act like a fool. If we are aligned with truth and knowing we will have no need to denigrate those who lack it or make light of them. If we side...
“Usually adult males who are unable to make emotional connections with the women they choose to be intimate with are frozen in time, unable to allow themselves to love for fear that the loved one will abandon them. If the first woman they passionately loved, the mother, was not true to her bond of love, then how can they trust that their partner will be true to love. Often...
