Soul wants to sink us down into the ground of our being, where it's fecund and rich, damp and ripe, ready for flourishing, continually opening and deepening into more of who we are, and what we are here for. To do so, our soul needs a witness in the other. An empathic, fiercely loving, solidly ...
It is not extinguishable. It cannot be held captive by your distorted view of the Divine. Its ownership cannot be assigned to you. It is now running from this room. It is fleeing this church, and it is coming home to the Church of My Body. It has lived through thousands of years of sinking, ...
I suppose this sinful Witch will have much to answer for, but if I am to be tossed down to the devil’s house, I would like to get on with it.
I'm playing with daily practice to find a way that fulfills me, and trying to release the idea that I should be doing it to be valid or uber-spiritual or whatever. I'm feeling into the shifting energies of the natural world again.
Placebo improvements are still real improvements. Those weren’t real steroids the athletes were given, but those were real gains that they made in the gym.