There won't be any organic anything for long. Because people like the Donald, our president, gave Dow Chemical the right to poison our crops with nerve gas.
I’m sorry if I turned you down because you just weren’t alpha enough for me... I’ve seen the tools in your toolshed you use to bury your unwelcome emotions...
Your cousin is killed in a car accident: the bottom of the glass of scotch.
Suck it up.
Your mom is diagnosed with Stage 4 lung ...
Anansi and the Maroon and indigenous dwellers of the jungle had indirectly taught me that my 'primitive brain' and instinctual self, contrary to popular Western belief, were not ruled by fear and existential angst.
It’s time to throw yourself a pity party. Your eyes get steely, distant and defeated. You say, with definitive cynicism, that Mean Girl is responsible for all your problems and your pain. You predict, with devastated finality, how Mean Girl will never leave you alone. She will continue to fuck ...
To me, healing is to walk around the world not feeling like you have a big fat open gaping wound in the middle of your body, saying 'Here I am. I have been hurt, and I am open and vulnerable to be hurt again'. It is not feeling like there is something wrong with you for having suffered what you ...
Awakening to love, and reconnecting with your heart, is living with presence, bravery and vulnerability. It's a willingness to accept it all, moment to moment -- the good times, the painful times, the perfections, the fuck-ups, the triumphs and the spectacular failures.
If I let myself run naked across this page, you will see me. I will be vulnerable. A deer in an open meadow with a bow and arrow pointed at my heart, or my jugular. I might stand wide-eyed and terrified of being laid to rest in a pool of my own blood-spill, or maimed to the point of crawling ...
Why must we be cast as a Madonna, a whore, a selfless mother, a sexual object of desire, an endearing manic pixie dream girl with absolutely no character arc except quirkily supporting the male protagonist, or a sheltered childhood sweetheart whose virginity it seems the duty of the male lead ...