I suppose the best way to start this post is life anything we start in life in the wake of so much we are still processing … Ironically, I’ve always found the best advice to anchor to is often in contradiction to what everyone else’s opinion or advice might be. How do we start when we’re…
Read morethe story of my little white house
There’s something I feel I need to confess. I’m not sure if confess is the right word – it certainly wasn’t a sin or wrongdoing. Perhaps what I’m looking for is to be witnessed, even if no one actually reads this post, there is something concrete and ritualistic about publishing words in the digital…
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What is the sound of grief? How does it move? Today I sat with a familiar feeling – perhaps you can relate (I imagine any human can) – the feeling of frustration. My frustration came from a recent phenomena. Lately in my spiritual practice I have been receiving silence – or no answer…
Read moreThe Deeper Thing
I’ve been home sick for a few days now. Not the kind of sick where you think you’re dying, mind you, but the kind where you can’t go out in public, but you’re still healthy enough to read, listen to podcasts, and journal between naps, tea, and soup. So I went down a rabbit…
Read moretaboo
In a recent post on social media I talked about a recent embodiment session I did with myself in where I alchemized intense menstrual cramps and nausea into not just 1 but 2 cervical orgasms (without touching my vulva by the way). I’ve been in deep devotion and reverence to following the embodiment path…
Read morei am woman
I used to hold such a deep resentment for being born into a female body. A woman’s body. And I still have so many reasons to be in resentment. The patriarchy for one. The degradation of the planet (the ultimate symbol of the female body). The way we shame, consume, and exploit the feminine is…
Read morehome (2)
I don’t think I really understood what home was until now. It took loss to open me up to it. It took the loss of one of my most central and formative relationships. It took immigrating to a different country, cultural context, and land. It took deciding to heal deep trauma – ancestral,…
Read morea taste of my own medicine
Uff There’s nothing quite like confronting your own humanity to humble a person. Over the past year it’s come more and more to the forefront how I invest in my own victim stories. Wowzer. I just can’t ignore it anymore. I can no longer let it go by unacknowledged. Although I may have…
Read moreletters to my mom part 2
Dear mom, You once told me that I’m your best friend and I’ve always resented that. You see, I don’t want to be your friend. Don’t want to be the person you call when you are upset or anxious. I never agreed to that. What I want is to be your daughter….
Read moreI think I finally made it
Success I think I finally “made it”. No, I haven’t hit 100k in my business (truth be hold I haven’t even hit 5 figures, let alone 6!). No, I haven’t sold out my programs. Nope, haven’t found my soulmate, or bought my dream house (I’m actually in the process of a very difficult…
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