triggers

Let’s suppose for a moment, that you, like me are working on some kind of self-actualization.   Call it whatever you want. Even simply “being a better person”, or “being the best version of yourself you can be”.   A lot of us are striving for this for some reason or another. Just consider the…

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Shitty Day Revelation

Today was a shitty day.   No nothing bad happened. The world in general was kind to me.   However in this morning’s journaling I came to a rather stark and honest realization about the current state of my health.   I’m ok. This is not to insight panic.   But also, there is something….

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The Red Dakini

I feel like I am starting to gather at the point where I am no longer tracking my actions, my activities, my daily bread tethered to the nervous systems of other people and situations. I am beginning – the first tender threads taking root – to be lead by this thing called Desire. I am…

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Starvation vs. Nourishment

I’m going to say something rather obvious and that’s If you starve yourself, you are going to lose weight. If you starve yourself, you will definitely lose weight. If you choose starvation over nourishment, you will inevitably change the shape of your body. But let’s be very clear. You will not love yourself more. You…

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Remembering the Bones of My Work

Opening to unseen possibilities. Healing in unexpected ways.   I’ve been deep in the cauldron these past few days. Sitting in the wisdom of the New Moon in Cancer, the flesh and blood of my anger and grief shedding from my womb, I’m deep in the crucible.   A few days prior to the beginning…

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Flesh and Blood

My womb is shedding. I am writing this under a New Moon in Cancer, June 28th (well now, technically June 29th), 2022. Yesterday I experienced wildly painful period cramps, nausea, the works. I put my hands on my body and I asked it “How do you want to be held right now?” Laying face down,…

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A Day of Rest

Yesterday I took the day off.   I needed it.   Time change, waking up too early to go surfing, the afternoon was a full on in and out of siesta experience. Contrary to what I’d like to believe about myself, I’m a pusher. I like to push myself. In my twenties, this expressed itself…

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