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….
Read moreThe 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…
Read moreStarvation 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…
Read moreRemembering 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…
Read moreFlesh 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,…
Read moreProtection, Clarity, and Boundaries: Wolf-dog
This morning I pulled the King of Pentacles. Well really, he flew out of the deck and onto the table. Two things struck me immediately and I wanted to explore here one of those things in particular – the wolf-dog. The King sits in this warm vibrancy of security and accomplishment. He is…
Read moreA 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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