Sanctuary: Stretched in Between Living and Dying.
The sweat between my body and yours is a gentle baptism. Vulnerability laced with the innocence and confusion of unknowing.
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Rebelle Society
A Love Letter to All in the Time of COVID-19.
It is time to love one other, love our lives, our families, our communities, our planet and its creatures, and to love this life as it is.
This Is a Journey of Our Life as a River.
Then one day the rocks simply roll away, and the river again begins to flow in a new direction. Gathering slowly a new momentum for life.
Ancestor Mother: The Story Is Sacred Medicine. {poetry}
I’ve been walking with the Eve creation story, the one I was told in Sunday school, finding the ways in which she has sung through my voice.
Teleology: The Goddess Endured.
Within the myths of the returning sun, the ritually reborn consort and the goddess who’s been to hell and back, I sense a natural completeness.
How to Treat a Bereaved Mother: A Possible Guide. {poetry}
How someone bereaved feels and how they choose to, or very often just do, act is valid, even if, to an outsider, they seem to have lost control.
Act Two Problems: Maybe the World Needs a Playwright.
Addiction, injustice, neediness, neglect, heartbreak, loneliness -- these are values that need to be addressed and transformed. These are Act Two problems.
9 Ways to Celebrate Your Genius Without Apology Every Moment.
You will skyrocket to supreme levels of awareness when you begin to celebrate your genius without apology every moment of every day.
Being Honest About Me: A Love Letter to My Inner Critic.
I have been able to show up as myself, be honest about who I am and my expectations, and attract the people I want instead of the people I feel I deserve.
How Do We Embrace the Jagged Narratives? {poetry}
The narratives explode leaving us wounded and ashamed. Some days we wish the turbulence would go away and the nasty past and continued present weren't true.