Numb: How to Own What’s Never Felt Like Mine?
A 'friend' walked up to me (let’s call him John Douchebag) and whispered, “I never knew you were so stacked.”
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Feel Injustice With All Your Senses in Order to Know.
The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
Why You Should Be Happy About Being Depressed.
There’s nothing wrong with you for not fitting in or feeling depressed. In fact, in some ways, it’s the key to a much greater and richer life.
The Lost Boys: Seeing Our Own Solitary Reflection.
We play imaginary games of hard-to-get, not realizing that when no one else is aware that any such thing is happening, it becomes not so much a game as a fantasy with which we've entangled our minds. Losing ourselves even deeper in the process. We end the relationship before it’s begun. We stay ...
Co-Creation and the Key to Making Space for Magic.
Magic happens when we reveal our true nature. When we drop the pretense, move through the ego fears, and get radically vulnerable and authentic, you create a space for magic to come in and Spirit to deliver what you want. It doesn’t work if you’re hiding behind a million masks of who you think ...
I Recognize My Depression Now.
I can do everything in my power to change who I am and how I handle things. I can put my health and my quest for happiness first. I can slay my monsters day in and day out, fearlessly and with passion. I can create new goals for myself. I can maintain my weight loss and my motivation. I can ...
Dancing Across Loneliness: The End of Beginnings and the Hope of Goodbye.
In the buttery, iron taste of the aftermath, food will not fill me. A pill will not clear me of this, and sleep does not always lend itself to rest. The frothing surface of lingering promises shields the unknown sediment, sinking below. Every lie we tell ourselves haunts me, ripping apart my heart.
Unafraid to Be Free: The Emperor Who Wove a New Pair of Socks.
I walk through the world as a being numbed. I can tell you the story of each box's treasure, the how and the when and the where of who raped my body and violated my soul, but the truth of the words that escape me so easily is still far removed from the cesspool of horror that would make the ...
We Need Our Old Wounds, Even When They Ache.
Sometimes we don't know we have made it through a tumultuous period of our life, or that we have overcome a traumatic experience for the most part, until we're 10 years down the road, when we notice that there have been months strung together where we weren't aching or raving or raging or ...
When Chronic Pain Took My Yoga Away.
I have to learn to be present. When the pain hits, I realize that it will eventually subside and I can only sit with it. I also realize I am far from the only person enduring pain. W.S. Merwin, a poet who appeared in my favorite documentary The Buddha, even said about suffering: “It’s at once ...