A Question on Self-Love.
How do you show that you love yourself on a daily basis? What actions are you taking to show self-love? You can talk the talk, but can you walk the walk?
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Don’t Buy the Snake Oil: When Patriarchy Masquerades as Tantra.
Drink this snake oil, and you will be fixed/enlightened/saved. Take this workshop, and you will be feminine enough to catch an awakened man.
The Art of Trusting Your Journey.
Life is asking you to keep seeing the signs that have brought you here, to keep hearing your heart, your calling. Yes, synchronicities are harder to find, but they are still there, for sure. You see less of them -- only because fear and anxiety have gotten closer to your skin. Of course, it ...
Caring for Your Creative: Curiosity and a Question.
What have you identified as or with for so long that you have worn yourself silly? I have tugged up Yoga tops, closed the collars of shirts, and only ever worn bathing suits that cover my chest -- except on the rare occasions when I am with my women friends or sisters with whom I swim naked or ...
8 Questions To Ask Yourself Before Initiating The Midnight Talk.
Well, 'stalking' might be a bit harsh. And I have no idea who Haylee is, or why she spells her name H-A-Y-L-double E. She’s probably just an old high school friend. Yes, she does have giant boobs, and no, I don’t know why she feels the need to show her stomach in every single picture. She’s ...
I Know What You’re Thinking, Don’t I?
I have come to realize that what others think of us really only exists in our own minds. But from our minds can come dangerous thought processes that we internalize to make decisions about how we discern ourselves.
This Retrograde Asks Us To Question.
When I experience heartbreak, I cut my hair, get a new piercing. When I move from one city to another, visits to my old home become painfully lonely. I am no longer here, but here is always in me. I am never the same again.
Letter To An Absent Father.
Some days I wondered if you were thinking of me. But it was just a passing thought, and eventually these disappeared too. My smile grew bigger and tears stopped flowing. While mum worked hard to put food on the table, I taught myself to skip rocks, tie my shoe laces, and kick a soccer ball straight.
It’s Time For This Wayfarer To Create Another Map.
Should one stay ingrained in reality, or should one give oneself up to the arts and make beautiful things for the world to reflect upon? Or is it possible to do both?
28 Questions I Wish The World Would Answer.
What if we rewarded kindness instead of singing, compassion instead of acting, and generosity instead of sport? What if our heroes spread fulfillment instead of entertainment, dedication not distraction, and what if we didn’t need a reason to cry?