Rebelle Society

Let Me Write It First on Your Heart. {poetry}

Dwell in me, hide in me: those are the words that I could whisper in your ear to so solemnly find. I scattered the dust from around you to tie in my love, and put your faith on the utmost rewind.

troublemakers

Vince Lombardi on the Hidden Power of Mastering the Fundamentals.

The 1961 season was the beginning of Vince Lombardi’s reign as one of the greatest football coaches of all time. He would never lose in the playoffs again. In total, Lombardi won five NFL Championships in a span of seven years, including three in a row. He never coached a team with a losing record.

wisdom

Get Wet: Crash with Force into Your Purpose.

I often envision catching the tears of others in a beautiful bowl, and when the crying is done, I throw the tears to the heavens. They fly like diamond-drops to the angels, who grasp them and transform them into light. The angels beam that light right back into the original hearts. The heart is ...

happiness

It’s Not too Late to Take that Leap.

What would my 20-year-old self think of my almost 40-year-old self? She’d probably think, "Oh fuck, you still haven’t done any of that stuff? Now it’s way too late. You’re old. You missed the boat." And I’d say, "Yeah, I know, I know, I’ve been thinking that too."

troublemakers

Finding Life While Getting High on Death.

Red flags are those juicy peaches I want to get sloppy drunk with, make out with, and then, in a series of sweet but impulsively borderline-insane decisions, self-destruct with. People who desire destruction and eroticize death do so because danger makes this life feel all the more glittery, ...

feminism

Unafraid to Be Free: The Emperor Who Wove a New Pair of Socks‏.

I walk through the world as a being numbed. I can tell you the story of each box's treasure, the how and the when and the where of who raped my body and violated my soul, but the truth of the words that escape me so easily is still far removed from the cesspool of horror that would make the ...

world

Keep the Pulse of Love Strong.

Stop for a moment, and think what we want this world of humanity and these generations to be remembered as: 'the worst time of violence and separation' or 'a time when humanity got their act together and started loving each other through mutual acceptance'.

poetry

Our bones are born of stone: Solidarity after the Pulse Tragedy. {poetry}

To the war-masters, the rulers, the law-makers, I beg you to open your eyes! Lock down, lock out these metal life-takers And replace with truth your too-sugary lies.

you & me

I am Whole unto Myself.

I am able to consciously remember, as I connect with beings I love with my entire soul, to allow them to be separate from me... to not need anything from them, but to welcome the receiving of love as our dances and vibrations merge and come into alignment.

wisdom

Child-Led Towards Liberation.

My son is nearing his third birthday... I watch my child sleep -- still in my arms, still at my breast -- and I question my behavior in the day that passed. Did I offer enough attention, affection and healthy stimulation? Would he be better off in preschool or if I'd sleep-trained at six months ...

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