Dream Alchemist: 7 Signs You Might Be One.
The birthing bricks are calling to you. Your belly is beginning to tell. Your dream will be born into this world and you will be born into it. Come!
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Rebecka Eggers
The Pleasure Price: The High Priestess Has Arrived.
I suspect if there was a price to pay to ransom my pleasure, she paid it. It was only by her grace my feet remembered to walk.
How to Become the Queen Of Magic.
Perhaps now we can get down to the business of achieving a sincere answer to a very urgent question: What might you do, in earnest, to loosen the strictures that have so cleverly bound up your potential and drained your wealth?
Touched By The Devil’s Flower.
As I listen to Prince, his voice becomes the beacon calling me home to myself. I am now lost in the ultimate irony: My past is destroying my inability to be fully present right here and now. I am being liberated from and by my yesterday. There is something young, untamed, wild, receptive waking ...
Skinny-Dipping In Love: An Invitation To The Restive Wanderer.
I am watching as your senses come alive to the blazing heat of your own heart fire stoked to ecstasy by an exquisite kind of belonging.
Song Of Belonging: A Love Letter To The Withered Outcasts.
Even beggars think enough of themselves to expect the alms. Yet you don’t even own a bowl.
I Don The Harlot’s Robe With Gusto.
Finally, I want to sever these doctrines from my desire and from my womanly body. There is nothing culpable in women’s desire or even in our nakedness. It is healthy and beautiful for a woman to show up in this world as a fully participating human being entitled to her sexual sovereignty and ...
A Love Letter To The Scarlet Women Whose Spirits Refuse To Break.
I have looked into the heartless eyes of the women who turned on you and then turned away. I know very well that you walked alone through the heart-rending blows that only another woman can land and that you came out the other side to a lonely, steep and winding road without even the cloak of ...
Mary Was A Scarlet Woman.
Much of biblical history would like to cast Mary as little more than a bit player in story about God and men. For their part, the church fathers would like to dress her up in a suitably modest robe, confine her to the narrow dictates of a false kind of purity and then send her off to do the ...
Sweet Carnal Indulgence: My Own Shades Of Grey.
I do not yet know how to write this story, or even to imagine it. I am a woman standing on the edge of the only world I have ever known. I am looking out into the great unknown. There isn’t even a bridge to be built between worlds. In reality, there is only the faintest hint of something new ...