I don’t know who started the chant, but soon there were millions of voices crying out into the night, "We are taking back our children, and we are rising! We are rising! We are rising!" The clouds started parting, and when we saw the moon, we knew we were fulfilling a sort of planetary destiny.
Embracing all of us also returns us to our humanity. Our humility. Our hearts. And if the world needs a resurrection of heart-driven humanity, it’s now.
Rage is not hate. Hate emerges from rage not recognized, responsibility not taken, the projection of blame for one's own suffering onto others who are not to blame.
What is happening is happening to all of us. The poverty, the disease, the natural disasters wiping out thousands -- all are personal to me. It is my self, my child, my lover, my sister, my best friend. It is the pulse of the main vein in a body that leads to the heart of everything. And it is ...
Welcome to dark night of your soul, Witch; it will be over soon. Let these fae feast on all of your old, outmoded ways of being in the world. Face your fears, and fix your gaze on the Beltane moon. Whatever you do, do not run from the torment, and do not lose faith in the worth of your ...
This private joke was going to stay private. I didn’t want my colleagues, bosses, or those I see at my son’s school, while wearing my mom clothes, to know about Stacy. Stacy’s profile went live. She started receiving friend requests and strange private messages. Gulp! Facebook had changed the ...
Love, you have shattered my dreams a thousand times. I have drawn our story in my mind, painted our life on the walls. But every time, you have been the undoing of it all. But still I’m asking for more. Why? Because I do know that you are there to teach.
I want a man who won’t settle for a stable job, house, car, wife, kids, pension, but thinks outside the box for what could be possible with his time here on Earth, and sees part of that journey as making others’ lives joyful, meaningful and more sustainable.