a blessing

Goddess-in-training, Gigi, weilding her feminine power. The concept of “feminine” is an interesting one to me. What we perceive as feminine, especially in American culture, is often some kind of boxed-in, pale, sliver of femininity. Pink or feminine somehow denotes weak and helpless to some. It’s like when men insult other men by calling them…

The scarab was personified by Khepri, a sun-god associated with resurrection and new life. The ancient egyptians believed that the scarab beetle came into being of itself from a ball of dung (the idea of self-creation). We are all in a in the process of creating ourselves and our world in each moment. By consciously…

we must T R U S T in ourselves in our process in our journey in the whispers that brush on the edges of our hearts asking for a voice if only we will listen balance will come keep going stay with it it’s worth it you’re worth it

I am a lovemonger, through and through and love finding hearts and expressions of love around me. I believe LOVE is waiting for us to find it. These are some photos depicting different expressions of LOVE on Flickr that I found recently. I want to promote the artists who made my heart sing with these…

When the words stop And you can endure the silence That reveals your heart’s Pain Of emptiness Or that great wrenching-sweet longing, That is the time to try and listen To what the Beloved’s Eyes Most want To Say. ~Hafiz (as translated by Daniel Ladinsky in “The Gift”)