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Release Pain and Suffering Through Embracing the Color Purple (#4)
In this episode, I talk about the energy of the Solstice, how to release pain and suffering through embracing the color purple, and pay homage to bell hooks, Prince, and my mama.
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with flaming swords
Qasida of the Woman Prone by Federico Garcia Lorca To see you naked is to remember the Earth, the smooth Earth, clean of horses, the Earth without reeds, pure form, closed to the future, confine of silver. To see you naked is to understand the desire of rain that looks for the delicate waist, or…
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leadership
This morning I drew the “Leadership” card from my Doreen Virtue Archangel oracle deck. It spoke of it being my time to move forward with my leadership abilities. I also drew the Hierophant card from the Tarot and the Wolf card from the Animal Medicine deck. These are both teacher cards. I also did a…
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bruises of different sorts
I do. I do bruise easily. I often like bruises in strategic places on my body but on my heart, not so much. The words that both scare the fuck out of me and that I most want to hear (with the right person) are: “When can I see you again?” I feel so vulnerable…
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art | Bricolage Project | creativity | inspiration | photography | projects | quotes | the delicious nowbricolage project day 1 [nameless]
It’s been a minute since I’ve written on this blog, chief among them graduate school at Antioch University Seattle. I’ll be finished soon and my thesis is done. Done. It won’t be long before I have a piece of paper that says MAEd. It’s hard to believe, to be honest. It’s been a long and…
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maybe
Maybe a Zen teaching story Once upon the time there was an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. “Such bad luck,” they said sympathetically. “Maybe,” the farmer replied. The next morning the horse returned, bringing with…
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