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Thank You, Pain, For Teaching Me Your Language.

One day, I shared the Sanskrit prayer 'Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya' with her. She asked me to rewrite it for her every time I visited her in the nursing home. She would call me and ask me to spell it out for her again several times a month. I use this mantra everyday. I am grateful that it was  ...

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Today I Marveled At The Beauty Of My Pain.

With a rush of adrenaline, I feverishly recalled all of the repetitive patterns that kept me stuck in this karmic loop. I rumbled with fear that ultimately influenced my fight or flight tendencies. I admitted to behavior that was no different from theirs. I wrestled with doubts and misgivings  ...

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It Is Time We Welcome Back All Emotions In Our Body.

  Love and happiness, we love to welcome them in our lives. And without any hesitation, we gladly surrender ourselves to them. But if fear, anger or grief shows up on our doorstep, we don’t want to have anything to do with them, and try our best to escape. Strange… because in the end all  ...

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Withdrawing From The Troops Of My Own Torment.

There was a point in time, a while after I had suffered a trauma when I felt as if I had been placed into the water, sinking into the truth that I was not free from the processing of events that had laid bricks one by one upon my hands that I would extend out in belief like the spirit of a  ...

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Fumbling Attempts At Learning To Receive.

At this point, I just surrendered to the tears that fell. She put me back down, put her hand against my cheek, and started to sing the faintest of lullabies. At first, I thought I was imagining it, as I was being held in kindness by this loving stranger. After a few moments, she hesitated, her  ...

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Allowing Myself The Space To Grieve.

I became a mother and lost all sense of self and lost friends. I allowed others to tell me who I am. We have to let that stuff go, it has to be shared so that it can be released with love. I have to constantly remind myself that my body belongs to me, that I am safe, that I am beautiful, that I  ...

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Rewriting My Love Stories.

I used to say that up until now I had lived to experience two great loves. I would look back fondly, reminiscing about how deep the feelings, how ridiculous the love, and painful the break-ups had been. I had felt something so powerful, so real and intense, or so I would tell myself. This was  ...

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