Dating is a transaction. We forget that this is an exploration, it’s alchemy.

Forgiveness of self and others will set you free.

What if today were your last day? What if? Would you look deep into the light of your eyes and honor your soul and your life as you chose to live it, or would you be filled with regret, wishing you had done more, aimed higher, lived fuller and laughed deeper?

May this be the year we are captivated by our own boldness.

When is it enough processing? When is it enough rehashing? When is it enough trying to understand? When is it enough talking it through?

In the words of Rumi, “Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies.”

  The other day I was walking on the beach with my Beau and his dog, Radman. We throw rocks back and forth to get Radman to run for exercise. He could care less about other dogs, people or any other distraction, all he wants to do is chase after the rocks. He is a Patterdale Terrier, so he chases and does not retrieve them. As my Boyfriend throws the rocks, I walk along and collect more to give him. We all enjoy the beach, sights, smells, energy and feeling of the earth; mother Gaia under our bare feet. This particular beach is an off leach beach in Santa Barbara. We descend 241 steps to get to the beach. On the way down we encounter a man setting up his camera on a tripod. My Boyfriend said out loud, ” 149 steps!”  The man said, ” I got 151, so we are close enough.” I said, ” Have fun!” and we continued down the reaming 91...

We want you to see us. To see our strength and our vulnerability. To feel our pain and to know the depths of our gratitude. Ask us sincerely how it is, and we will tell you the truth.

“Everyone suffers at least one bad betrayal in their lifetime. It’s what unites us. The trick is not to let it destroy your trust in others when that happens. Don’t let them take that from you.”

A tear falls then another. As the heart over flows. A tear falls then another.

The role of ‘parent’ is not something I feel qualified or even ready for that matter to step into. Being a parent is the day in/day out/nose to the grindstone being there for your kid. You are the bank, the taxi, the tutor. It is being a disciplinarian and making tough choices that are the best for your child.

“If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn’t part of ourselves doesn’t disturb us.”

Gate gate pāragate pārasaṃgate bodhi svāhā! Go, go, go beyond, go thoroughly beyond, and establish yourself in enlightenment! Nothing will stop me. I will see samsara and nirvana become as one.

With nearly 100 billion neurons and 100 trillion connections, our human brain remains one of the world's greatest mysteries. Every time we anticipate that kiss or hint of desire from something or someone we love, it's like a button in our brain is pushed to release the love hormone, dopamine.

On the 7th anniversary of her passing. Instead of wallowing in sorrow as I cry, I will smile through the tears.

A beautiful little boy, I don’t actually know him, recently passed away. I saw his sweet face when I went on Facebook.

Who is my future self? What does she look like? How does she behave? What's important to her? What does she eat for lunch? What does she read?

Sometimes what we thinkwe need to let go of is the key to coming into a deeper understanding of who we are.

Karma is a bitch and then again I can be too. An angry person is a hurt person. I think on the emotional breakup scale anger is a better place to be than discouragement. Anger at least likes to work out, have clean hair, get out of bed and put on some lipstick.

But you will never know until you say it is over. It is done. Pull off the band-aid. Grit your teeth. Close the book. Seal the envelope. Set it on fire! Answer the door.

A little hut - To call my own - To lock the door - When troubles call - Best left alone...

I just want to know that the little things still matter in the world, like endless talks, fearless declarations of forever, a hand-written love letter.

"Once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you..."

It wasn’t yet hot, but it would be. It would be the hottest day of my life, long, sweltering, and painful---from beginning to end. Because that day was the end. And pain is hot. Regret is unbearable, like a summer day that drives you inside for relief, but with regret, there is no relief. No escape from the heat.

Each time we have a question unsolved, a relationship that turned out to be so much less than what it promised, we write a letter and turn it over to the river.

Nothing was worse than not being wanted, Nothing was better than not being alone...

What I pretend to forget, is that with out this thin veneer of melancholy, I’ll float up, up and away. I’ll be light again like the Gods.

Ready to give you my deepest fruit and Receive the chocolate of your heart.

What agreements are we each holding, and what are the costs? Are there easy and effective ways to bind and revoke them?

Sometimes, I let my pain make my decisions for me. This time, I’m going to make a paradigm shift and be inspired by friends and neighbors.

my torn shoes beating tap boom slap uneven tempo on the asphalt wings bursting out of sleepy confines, light shining out between ribs. All I ask is unconditional stuff.

“For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.”

As I see it, there is an epidemic occurring in our society; it is an epidemic of people being terrified to be alone and as a result remaining stuck in the wrong relationships.

What our mind wants is not always in alignment with our Spirit, with the bigger picture. We need to be willing to drop our childlike persistence to have things our way

Lay it all out. Scream till your voice threatens to leave, and then wail some more. Let it loose; primal and raw and messy. Cry all the tears you’ve sealed deep inside.

Naturally, without the fine tuning of an artist's pen upon your skin, you are beautiful. Found in the subtle power of your touch, of the simple yet overwhelming grip of your gaze, is the defined knowledge of beauty born in the chills that run down my spine.

Life is a roller coaster of experiences, emotions and personal connections. It is the life lessons, the freedom to love and the sensation of heart that makes it incredibly exciting and worthwhile.

When you are not near, I feel the touch of your soul. I look for myself in the fog of your breath, And my lips start to tremble as my imagination brings you closer.

A new Universe born in each embrace, in each caress, and in each challenge that our humanity will offer. I will enter all of you as you embrace all of me, and I will hear your heart beat through different ears, see your smile though different eyes, and feel you through different senses uninhibited by fear and shrouded in love.

Will you hold me in my pain, my fear, my vulnerability, distortions and anger...

To Uplift; to lift up; raise; elevate; to improve socially, morally, culturally; to exalt emotionally or spiritually.

Letting go is not the release of a clenched fist with a fall into nothingness, but rather the discovery and gripping of a new rope that can and will bear the weight of a new me.

The most impacting aspect of this first kiss was that it was essential play, without expectations, restrictions or insecurities.

As Spiritual Beings having a Human Experience (thanks Dr Dyer!), we have a moral obligation to follow our dreams. The older we get, however, the more time passes, and the more our lives impact others, we also have an obligation to consider those we love and cherish...

I remember your lips on mine my love. And even though it’s been 14 years, I can still feel your chest resting on mine, lifting and sinking, breathing together. I don’t want any memories to float out on the energy I carry of you, I don’t want them to leave the tissue of my body. I remember it wonderful, the kissing. The loving.

"Anyone who knew her loved her, but not as much as I. She is in my thoughts and prayers every day. I will love her until I die and be with her again. Wasn't she beautiful?"

People love when you get real. Like, nitty-gritty real. I am making it my mission to give people the space, support and deep love to be able to speak their truth, to tell their story without the fear that they will scare someone away.

Addiction to substances will get you sent away to rid yourself of an external power held over you. Yet in our society, addiction to a human is natural. Expected.

What would you do with freedom? Would you feel free?

"Nostalgia - it's delicate, yet potent. In Greek, 'nostalgia' literally means, 'the pain from an old wound.' It's a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. It goes backward and forwards, it takes us to a place where we ache to go again, back home to a place where we know we are loved."