Not life but death is the baton we pass on to the next runner. Immortality is a dreadful nightmare -- endless life eking out to no end.
What I want to say is too much, too raw. The thing is, beautiful one, that your signature is one of the more stunning and real and powerful I’ve seen.
Wild Motherhood is about being open to new ways of being, solutions we can only envision by stepping out of our old habits, routines and expectations.
Flood our parched spirit with life-giving water and tears that soak, crack, sprout, and root old shriveled up seeds of consciousness to once again honor the source of our food
I cry into animal fur because of harsh words shared so many times about this topic in the darkest corners of my life, and because of my primal urge to push bone and flesh from the wildest part of my soul into the world. So you don't know the shocking grief of having had moments of deep longing, ...
So you carried a child in your womb for 19 weeks and felt it kick and had an adorable baby bump? Your glob of cells had a fast, strong heartbeat for over a month and fully developed genitals and fingernails and measured the length of your hand? Is that life enough to be considered past the ...