I’ve been pondering a lot lately … The state of the world, the all encompassing doom that often is being felt, circulated, recirculated yet again, on all the platforms, in all the ways … I have been contemplating a lot about this lately … Perhaps it’s because I have an abundance of time…
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We adults tend to suck the fun out of things. We believe (oh, yes, it is a belief, not a fact) in our own seriousness and suffering. We dry up the wells of creativity with our preconceived expectations of how reality should be. The truth? We have literally no fucking clue why we’re here and what this…
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What is your capacity to sit in the liminal? What is your tolerance for waiting and listening for the ground swell? Mine is growing. Every day. I have been sitting in this bardo for years now. Listening. Deep surrender. Sometimes and often … Modulating between wanting for something to happen … And waiting for…
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If you haven’t read my latest post you might not be aware of this major liminal space I currently find myself. Something about the liminal is that it always inspires me to digest and reflect. It’s prime integration time in other words. I don’t talk about this too much here on the blog, as…
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Ah, the Liminal Space. The place we like to wax poetic about, yet desperately try to claw our way out as quickly as possible once we find ourselves there. We like to romanticize change as if we enjoy the process of moving through the Dark Gate. We don’t. We just like the fantasy of…
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when we were whole you could see it in our eyes, our cheeks full, our innocence shining unabashedly in our smile. when we were whole we could smell wet fresh dewy grass cradled by the damp soft earth watching clouds and sky blue. when we were whole we didn’t yet know of the…
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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…
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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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In my previous post I shared my experience of how a flash of frustration and anger revealed threads of underlying grief in a spontaneous keening that sprang fourth from my body (you can read that whole post HERE). What I didn’t realize at the time of practice or reflection or writing that post just…
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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…
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