Shackles are broken, connections are formed, stereotypes are shattered and your mind is blown open. Often we find ourselves leaving behind old habits and beliefs as the physical distance we travel allows us to separate from that which no longer serves us. The age-old cliché of ‘finding oneself’ is finally realised as you acknowledge yourself in your wholeness, standing alone; Independent from the validation of the familiar.

As you walked out on me all I could do was cradle and rock, like a Child’s Pose, me doing Yoga on a cold floor...

Come as you are unto yourself and forget the rest. Let it be.

I may have to free-fall for a bit before I get caught. Only this time it won't be a rescue.

But really, there’s something terrific about all the feelings. The timbre and tone of things like Agony, like Loss, like Boredom can be strangely beautiful.

Breathe deeply. Relax. Imagine your mind is as vast as the starry night sky.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. We have a right to be here.

Part of why I create and will never stop is because my parents gave me the gift of life, the spark of creation, by creating me and I want to show them that they can take a deep breath and deserve, take a deep breath and dream, take a deep breath and believe. That I and they, in turn, are worth it.

My Love...we are ever aiming skyward...

The vacancy of the void is the very thing that makes us human. It propels us to find love. To remain searching. It slows the heart rate for rest and recovery. It reminds us we are alive. We feel. We feel the void.

I'm tired of speaking in shadows and being politically correct. Can we all just forget about taking things too personally for once and speak from our heart because that's what we feel, and not offend anyone?

Here this life of unchanging pace is not the survival of life against death. But the gruesome survival of transformation not subtle but violent. And coming ever quicker...

The longing that still curls in stubbornly hopeful tendrils from your open wounds? These will be your roots, seeking through hard earth to find you exactly what you need to thrive. The grief that took you the ground? It will help form the bedrock of your eventual rise.

There is a fire within you. A gorgeous and ferocious barn-burning fire of desire. It roars and its flames lick every particle of your being.

Mondo Zen is a revolutionary methodology, a vehicle for transmitting and inducing Buddha Mind. In integral speak, we call it Witness Awareness, or even deeper, Nondual Awareness.

Part of the asana practice is the dedication to presence -- to being in the moment, and experiencing all the pieces that make up the whole. Queefing is just one of those pieces.

Self-love gets radical when mindfulness is incorporated into every decision and action being made that is not self harming but rather self growing.

Learning to love the past for its future.

I feel like I am struggling to go forward, but I don’t want anyone to know this or even sense this.

I want to speak of the illness and madness of “normalcy”. If we are to be creative, we must live among the madness of the masses and not give into it.

When your willpower is depleted, you are even more likely to make decisions based on the environment around you.

Since I’ve managed to find a fair amount of success in many of my endeavors, I’ve finally figured out a few things about a few things. This is what you need to know.

Our bodies are the only thing we possess that are truly ours. This is the source of our power -- a true embrace of ourselves, inner and outer. We have a responsibility to honor that uniqueness. To be our own sexy selves, for ourselves only. Because it's who we are.

...when I fuck up, you’ll kill me and say, "He was such a good man, until he did it that way. I heard he likes sex, eats meat and won’t pray."

This morning the embers within my core glowed yellow, with a smidgeon of orange.

We give permission to stay or go. And with this new arrangement comes trust and an acceptance that ‘whatever may be, may be’. We surrender to the mystery of life; we set ourselves free.

As if even in sleep you care more for that sweet resting moment between breaths, between taking only what you need and discarding the rest. As if even in sleep you are mindful.

When I wrote it, I wasn’t the same person that I am today. When I wrote it, I was someone that I hope I never meet again.

What if we could re-evaluate what we really need and free ourselves from this downward spiral of work, consumption and sickness?

Confidence mixed with Humility, my friends -- if they served this cocktail by the pitcher, I’d get drunk over and over again.

Over the years, I’ve become a seasoned expert in the art of transient living. Or as the uninitiated might phrase it: moving.

"Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom." ~ Rabindranath Tagore

After all, it's not the meaning of life that we're after but the experience of being alive. Besides, without the experience, all the explanations are meaningless.

Through the pain, you are the pleasure; through the moisture-laden hot air, you are the breezy comfort that deepens my breath and releases my heart.

No longer was I willing to allow sickness and pain to obliterate love, kindness, and human nature. My new rhythm was changing me, healing me, bringing peace into my life.

The true essence of our religion is forgotten, Interpreting it to our own whim and taste. So full of ourselves, that even the messiah today would be conveniently ignored life lived in such haste.

It’s through our practice, and the subsequent ups and downs, that we learn how to experience our pain with compassion and a soft heart.

I don’t want to fulfill my destiny, I want it to fulfill me.

i am the lion and you are the lamb and as prophesied, we will lie down together.

Each of the characters in this story was specifically written to personify a major challenge we all face at one time or another.

Some magic people (usually the ones who don't work for a living) will tell you that regularly visualizing yourself as a huge, beautiful tree with roots that reach from your feet far, far down into the earth while breathing deeply into your belly is totally enough to ground you. Those people are wrong.

This is life. You will move on no matter what, anyway. You just have to make the conscious choice to accept that.

Our tiny vessel, We followed it in flight. Embracing. Dreaming of the night...

... I could only picture wart-nosed women over boiling cauldrons of green smoke, despite the truth, the inner beauty that was waking up in me. A spirit as wild, free, and beautiful as nature herself.

I was judging myself. I was snowballing into self-criticism. Recognizing these old bad habits, I decided to coach myself -- the way I would with a client -- to remember that I am enough.

Maybe you want to go to India, so cook delicious curries and decorate yourself with henna and bindis. Perhaps Italy is your destination of choice, time to eat spaghetti and watch 'La Dolce Vita'.

...His words stagger under the weight of their burdens One after another, they rush out of his chest A flurry of song sparrows and desert wrens— They nest in my hair, light on my shoulders Their mouths filled with twigs, red thread and seed beads

When the magic comes into your life, the goddess dwells in your heart...

If we are born as empty vessels and our parents are the first to begin the process of filling, we take these perceptions and store them away.

I want you to look at me and question everything I am, smashing me apart into a thousand shards in a magnificent display of surrender, like a broken mirror. Only to piece me together again, with truth as the adhesive and love as the instruction.

The long-term side effects of lack of sleep include mood swings, weight gain, weight loss and other detriments to our overall health, wellbeing, quality of life, our ability to perform and can prove troublesome for our relationships.

I learned to stop worrying so much about the mistakes of my past and regrets of my future, and instead, spend my time planning and dreaming and wishing and hoping for all of the things that I'm going to do someday.

When I love myself, I don't believe all the lies about the world being a scary place.

I was like a skydiver full of adrenaline and intense curiosity, wondering what's it like to jump out of a perfectly decent airplane just because you realize that you are not, and never will be, the pilot of this trip.

Healthy relationships and interactions are created through a combination of observation, communication, and the willingness to be vulnerable. Often, we do not feel confident and secure because of our fears and old wounds.

We've got an epidemic, people. A serious lack of empathy.

The truth is, the common denominator in all my failed relationships was me.

I am not enough! I am a poor instrument! I will fuck it up! I’m lazy! I’m a terrible procrastinator!

I must have known how revolutionary that truth would be. Somewhere inside me, I must have known that it would be the end of the world as I knew it.

The mind can be the source of the most wonderful ideas, a kind of kaleidoscope of inspiration, colors overlapping in all directions.

We need support. We are emotional creatures. We love art and self-expression. But nearly every ounce of freedom has been squeezed out of us in the course of our lives. Standing alone hurts. Being supported by the people around you doesn't hurt.

Modeling is like playing dress-up with intention. It is not degrading and shallow unless you choose it to be.

For some, getting inked is a very sacred and spiritual act. For others, it’s a display of masochism and deviance; an outlet, a release for a side of themselves that would otherwise turn to darker arts.

Was his life full, and filled with inspiration? Was his last thought accompanied by a smile during that last exhale? Was there a shadow surrounding him in those last moments, or was it light?

Starseed, I can hear you whisper. I can feel your hug in the crisp air.

Easily claimed, mountainous, steep.

There are two camps of thought on MAN-i-festing: 1. when you stop looking you will find it and 2. You have to approach it like a job and put lots of focus and energy into it. I think I've tried one, two and three. Three being I just live my life and if I meet him then great and if not then I rock my single-person status.

What about the notion of being able to let things go - to strip yourself of the need for the things that only drain you later on?

When you open your heart and mind, and turn on your joy and gratitude, the Universe will offer you beautiful synchronicities that fulfill your deepest desires for romance, beauty, and fun.

Are people a whole sum of their life, best defined by their worst deed, or do we split the difference?