I Am Wild: A Feminist Love Letter. {poetry}
I will dance naked around this fire, and hold you to my skin when the wind blows just right.
Do not ask me to be nice and quiet.
I am wild.
Browsing Tag:
alive
Listen to Your Longings and Come Alive.
Longings have a way of garnering our attention, even when we don't always want them, or know what to do with them. They will be there. Like a toddler who doesn't want to just be shushed and sent to bed, they will make themselves known.
The Deliciously Alive, Broken Open Heart.
A deliciously alive, broken open heart is a revolution. And it is what you are for, as a human being. Your torn open and glistening heart is a wild, throbbing portal to aliveness, to living a life with your own freaky artistry. Imagine that.
Alive Day: A Reclamation of Life.
I decided if my prognosis was to be believed, I felt I needed to try and pack as much life into those 18 months as possible. My calendar filled with dinners, parties, concerts and Sunday brunches. When weeks turned to months, my body became stronger and I became bolder. I added traveling to the ...
Authenticity: Inhabiting Wildly Tender Revolution.
Congruent authenticity happens in the guts and bowels of your life. Being authentic is the grunt-work of the soul, of any deeply human, spiritual path. Being half here, half there, halfhearted, faking it to look good, strategizing to make things easier for your self — that’s the common way of ...
Bob Mathias on how to Master the Art of Self-Confidence.
Here’s the thing: we often think that the empty space is just a stage to pass through. We think it’s a transition state, a moment of uncertainty on the way to something else. But it can be much more than that. The empty space is where we grow. The empty space is where we develop ...
Things I Know Today: I Am Scared And I’m Alive.
I've spent long hours trying to untangle unknown grief, the world's and mine, without ever really understanding that it is not meant to be untangled but explored and experienced. Studied and seen. My heart will be both soothed and scalded, each emotion has a place.
Celebrate Life: Being Alive, In Itself, Is A Holiday.
For the sake of my kids, and for the sake of my sanity, I brushed a lot of emotion under the table, but it's catching up with me now. I know I still have a long way to go. I know I have a lot of work to do to really start to feel 'normal' again.
Welcome Home. {poetry}
Home… breaks our hearts into small pieces, so they can reassemble every night
And break again and again every morning, while our bodies, astonished, just watch in peace.
Glow: Finding My Soft Place To Land.
At first, I was too scared to do more than look, then something inside me said, Go for it. Intuitively I knew that if I took this leap of faith, it would get me on the road to forgiveness of all that had gone wrong in my marriage and move me forward in my healing.
