Notre Dame Burns Along with the Collective Psyche.
If we make her a virgin mother, we don’t have to glorify feminine sexuality... So as a collective, we go along with the only acceptable Feminine archetype.
Browsing Tag:
crazy
To the Little Crazy Freak in Me… and You.
Let her have space, this crazy little freak, let her light and her awkwardness get to the surface of your being, by letting go of what you’ve learnt.
Bye-Bye, Crazy Mommy!
Crazy Mommy is, thankfully, no longer with us...My biggest epiphany is that I cannot heal my children of the emotional wounds Crazy Mommy inflicted on them.
Why I Recommend Going Crazy.
I went crazy the day I decided not to live life like everyone else. I went crazy the day I decided what everyone said I was supposed to have was not what I wanted, it was not enough.
Common Sense Is Relative: Our Oddball Beliefs and Questionable Track Record.
Think about the things most accept as true. Do they really make sense? Perhaps we should be a little more cautious of what we think we know.
I’ll Meet You Where the Winds Blow Free.
Meet me in all the parts I do not love about myself, and I will do the same for you, so that you may get on with loving passionately and fiercely the whole of all our parts together.
For When You Feel Crazy: Let It All Out.
While you let your own crazy out, ten thousand children learned to walk today. And somewhere, miles, or rather, planets away, a moonbeam smiled down on the Earth. And under that smile, ten more realized that the crazy... well, it doesn’t need to be contained. And from them, ten others. And so ...
Hope, Lethe, And The Angels Of Sleep. {poetry}
Come as you are, and meet me there, where hope flowers,
We can love and bloom forever,
We can love and make it through together.
Strip Down and Free Your Crazy.
My crazy woman asks for no permission and waits for no one. She feels, she acts, she loves, she fights, she senses without reason or logic but with the cells of her body and the clamor of her soul. And she creates.
Sexy, Crazy Marriage.
I have learned a lot about myself in the context of my marriage. I am good at being married. I am a devoted and loving wife, at least part-time. But don’t get me wrong: The love I feel for my man is a full-time thing, and always will be.