Whatever’s in front of you … Write whatever’s in front of you … Draw whatever’s in front of you … Especially if you think it to be boring or unworthy of an audience. Write it anyway. In a recent post I wrote all about the self indulgent insecurities of the creative life … This…
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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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The concept of “home” has been of particular interest to me my whole life. I suspect I’m not alone in this quest. However our yearning, our sense of honing in on what home is and what it means seems to come about in different ways for each of us. In the recent years of…
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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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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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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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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…
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My ancestors were wanderers. Not at first, but after seeking political, religious, and cultural asylum in Canada in the early 1900’s, they moved from one settlement to another, transversing the country and eventually settling in BC, Canada. Then was the part where they burned all of their shit to the ground. Over and over again….
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