the emperor
as she
builds foundations
her Mother Earth
solid
beneath her feet
with precision
and heart
she crafts her life
in the darkness
she cries
as joy floods in
After stripping away the false and allowing myself the humility of returning to the ground of my being, I find an immense amount of vulnerability inside of me.
When I probe into the tangled questions in my heart and examine the underbelly of it all, I feel like I cannot bear to look anymore. I feel like I cannot breathe. Then a friend comes a long and tells me how brave I am and how much I inspire her or how much she…
at dusk cartwheels on the grass sister teaching sister with ubuntu the crunch of dried autumn leaves fading red sun shimmers on the river pink cheeks hair tumbling wildly we watch our breath appear on the exhale moments woven together with great laughter and love in autumn bliss
In this week’s unscripted audio love note, I discuss embracing mystery and getting paid, being and feeling supported by my Patreon folx and creating a container for my work
I told him, “We create suffering when we compare what is to our vision of what else it could be.” I realized I needed to hear that myself. So grateful on this day for the reflective mirror of relationships and the journey of the Soul.
I finally told you that you can’t make me love you and I can’t make me love you. I finally told you your anger is your own and that I will no longer let it in. (for I am far too precious to be maligned) I finally told you to let go. I have. Here’s…