Do Not Be Afraid of Being Loyal to Your Inner Vision.
If you want to be more intimate with your inner vision, just look for the places you’re most afraid of getting hurt, and you’ll know.
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Mary Oliver
Choose Happiness When It Is Offered.
We shouldn’t run away from the difficult moments in our life and the emotions that are rising in us, but instead face them head-on.
Enter Darkness, Exit Light: Five Poems for Reading After the Reaping. {poetry}
I find that as I enter the hibernation period, I often stock up on words. Words that reflect the little light that is left as the twilight of the year arrives. Verses that remind me there is delight in dormancy and breadth in darkness.
Notice What Pulls You, and Love What You Love.
Through many rounds of trial and error, I have learned again and again that a human and the world are like two magnets. The more I trust my instincts for living, the more I become attuned to the interplay between my magnet and the magnet of the world. Conversely, the less I trust my instincts ...
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 ...
Night Cycles: Poetry For A Dark Night Of The Soul. {book preview}
awaken. revel in the heat of your own flames.
the song begins. you are not alone.
3 Key Steps To Self-Compassion.
The Dalai Lama says that having compassion for oneself is the basis for developing compassion for others. When we have learned to have compassion for ourselves, this leads us naturally to unlimited friendliness toward others.
The Bat, The Ghost, The Not-Quite Girl: Reclaim Yourself!
To disappear didn’t necessarily mean to die or be ridden of life; it meant to live within its pockets, where no one could see me or disturb me. This was a place I could be airy, like a winged thing, hovering over all and seeing all.
The Sport Of Forgiveness.
Oh, how I loathe Consequences -- the psychological equivalent of a pair of Spanx. Consequences not only squeeze us, they often spank us too. For a people-pleaser who wants everyone to love her, the possibility that my C-people will never forgive me packs a whuppin’ of pain.
No Goodbye: Bearing Grief.
In a strange and surreal way, the unexpected and traumatic loss of my child by suicide disintegrated my core sense of who I thought I was. The hope that I held was ripped away forever. Quietly and insidiously, trauma explodes the mind and greatly intensifies emotions. Trauma stimulates, ...