A multi-media piece I did for a school project. Digital Storytelling is an amazing healing modality. I learned a lot about myself during this process. It took a lot of excavation and courage to get this far.

This is Her, the feminine face of the Divine. Want to learn more? Consider reading Hilary Hart’s book, The Unknown She. She was my instructor for the Divine Feminine class that inspired this piece.

Keep walking, though there’s no place to get to.
Don’t try to see through the distances. That’s not for human beings.
Move within, but don’t move the way fear makes you move.
Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened.
Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.

Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel down and kiss the ground.

-Rumi

A dear friend sent me this poem the other day. What a lovely reminder that just being is enough.

Life unfolds so beautifully and miraculously when we allow it.

Watch it. Spread the Love. Get involved.

Global Oneness Project

reaching
petals afire
longing
to merge
with the vast
unknown
sky

Boldly erotic,
fiery and courageous
am I.

In the flow of Life
opening my mind, my heart
and my legs
for God to enter.

Feeling the pulsating
turgidity of Life,
sensual, strong and soft–
I yield.

Surrendering to a force
much greater than me.

Feverishly I open
allowing God
to explode
within me.

my willing hands

I got this prayer from a Sufi community I’m a part of. I just love this.

Abwoon d’bwashmaya
O Birther! Father-Mother of the Cosmos/ you create all that moves in light.

Nethqadash shmakh
Focus your light within us–make it useful: as the rays of a beacon show the
way.

Teytey malkuthakh
Create your reign of unity now–through our fiery hearts and willing hands.

I saw a link to this on Gina Salá’s blog. It’s just so wonderful. Bless Madonna (and us all!)

Indeed.

I’m going back to school in January to work towards my Master of Fine Arts.

The past many years have had me wearing many masks and posing as this person or that for the benefit of others. I have stripped off one mask only to replace it with another when some new person came along to please. I have spent a long time co-dependently trying to be all things to all people (under a faux benevolent guise) and, naturally, resenting it at times. It was all self-chosen. I don’t blame anyone. I don’t even blame myself. It just is. Those days, however, are over for me.

I am single. I am on my own and I’m loving it.

It’s all about me for a bit of time. Not me the ego who has been coping but me the Spirit who came here to have fun and shine brightly.

It’s about fucking time.