I wished I had grown up surrounded by women who loved and honored their body as well as their moon time. Women who were keepers of the knowledge about the sacredness of our flesh and blood. I am more than sure it would have spared me decades of pain, feeling victimized by my own body due to my culturally skewed perception of her and her magic. I have learned...
This is my third month of implementing more fully and consistently changes to my social interactions and engagements which I have been contemplating and been drawn to for the past two years. One of my ongoing experiments to find better alignment between my inner world and external expressions focusing on appreciation. I stopped congratulating people on their birthdays This is a rather funny thing to me as I wasn’t...
There is a pattern in my life of men feeling inferior or less than me. My responses to it varying between trying to ignore it, degrees of discomfort, trying to make them realize its untruth, feeling frustrated, a shame fueled repulsion or numbness towards them…. which sometimes ended up disrupting or even ending relationships I otherwise valued highly. I had witnessed with increasing awareness the emotional charge held in...
Allow me to invite us all to dig a little deeper and ask more of ourselves in honoring sovereignty, ours and others, in our thinking, conceptualizing and acting. It is temptingly easy to walk the path of the ego and uphold narratives of victimhood and helplessness while giving away our power by blaming life or others for the pain and challenges we face. Our cultures have conditioned our responses...
As I am opening to dating again I am having interesting experiences and challenges after years of retreating and mainly warding off unwanted attention. There is power in consciously shifting our energy to open to other beings and welcoming unions and partnerships into our life. Being invested in self work, growth, non-monogamy, spirituality, travel and interculturality and living a rather eccentric life made for amusing experiences of being lost...
There are foundational and non-negotiable aspects to the way I choose to live my life and what I welcome, cherish and love in others. I take full responsibility for my life, my experiences, my emotions, thoughts and actions. I work on being accountable and actively work on repairing the damage I caused and on learning to be more mindful and sensitive to the boundaries and needs of others. Yet...
“in the in-between spaces of being, in the multitude of questions with no answers yet, in the disconcerting not-knowing i will meet your rawness in its multi-facetted beauty with tenderness. in the training grounds of compassion and love i will meet your growing trust and brightening light with delight. in the eye of the storm of your fears i will meet your excitement and dance with your spirit… in...
I am currently been guided to take my mind on a sharply contrasting journey of observing the human mind (darkness) and consciousness (light), within as well as without, to release further distortions of separation and duality. It is a fun and yet challenging journey that has me more in my observing and reflective mode than in communicative and social mode and I find myself often incapable to engage...
A lot of the social contracts and rituals we have in our cultures, which pretend to serve peace and connection in our community are essentially serving the matrix and keep us firmly asleep. When you take time to meditate on this you might arrive at the knowing that humans are in no need for formal, static rules of engagement or rituals, whose roots and meanings are “lost” on us...
“I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the...
