Phoenix. {poetry}
Have you ever fallen lower than you thought you could bear, until you finally surrender to love again, because it is the great fire that burns in you?
Browsing Tag:
flame
Wound of the Witches.
I remember... how I would be horrified to imagine what it would be like to be the witches on the hour of their death, approaching the flames.
The Dance of a Conscious Love.
The dance of a conscious love has the potential to transform the world we know now into the world of light that we all visit in our dreams.
She Can Feel Her Inner Flame Rising.
She has no idea what that destiny will look like, but it’s through the dance of trust with the inner flame that we begin to make our way there.
The Truth About Twin Flame Relationships.
Twins come together to bring about in their reflection -- the other Twin -- the growth that is needed so that both could reach their highest potential.
Twin Flames: New Adventures Are Headed Your Way.
The Twin Flame journey doesn't care about timelines. It only follows Divine Timing.
Having Faith in the Fire: The Art of Alchemical Transformation.
The soul is always already working on us, in us, and drawing our attention through desire with symptoms and signs and synchronicity to where transformation wants to happen. Our task is to feel for the heat and follow the flame. Otherwise, we’ll remain out in the cold, separated from our own ...
To My Sacred Sisters.
Travel to all the forgotten places. Dance naked beneath the shining starlight of your intuition. Rediscover the ancient mysteries drawn on the walls of your womb and the wisdom of the ever-changing scarlet tides of your blood. Step boldly into the long-suppressed fires of sacred anger, allowing ...
Bang the Drum: Elegy for the Grieving. {poetry}
Bang the drum for our sons and daughters, for husbands and wives, mothers and friends.
Shout death’s name to a clueless world. Bang the drum loudly!
Love in grief has a powerful rhythm. Bang the drum with courage and strength!
Bang it loud filled with compassion! Bang the drum proudly!
Hot And Bothered By Passion.
In my dance of stillness, I discovered many layers of unprocessed grief. I lovingly held and witnessed myself while traversing through every single one of them. As I fed these layers of grief to the fire of transformation, I began to notice more spaciousness within me. In this spaciousness, it ...
