Blind contour infused with memory and a Scorpio moon.
May your edges help you honor your softness, dear reader.
I noticed this today sitting in the dirt at the base of my jade plant. This withering leaf with the tiny new plant growing from it. It is not attached to anything except the leaf. Rootless. I am on a healing journey that involves a rather significant rebirthing process. This process works by reclaiming all…
A friend of mine recently told me, “You know, Kymberlee, you will find a man who treats you with the respect you deserve when YOU know you deserve it.” I know it’s true. My spiritual teacher, Matt Kahn, once said in satsang that our bodies and the hearts that inhabit them are works of art….
perhaps his heart is too bright for your boxy, measured world perhaps his wonder isn’t brandable in your tight space, rat race bullies come and bullies go (they tend to find each other) love remains truth remains (free the boxes)
I’m doing a week of reading deprivation (including e-mail!) as part of the Artist’s Way process. It’s been amazingly good for my creativity and I am learning A LOT about how I spend my time and why. I’ve been doing more of the following life-affirming things: resting playing dancing dreaming writing painting walking creating Here’s…
I drew the Death card from The Mythic Tarot two days in a row. I’m paying attention to that. I’m writing a show right now. It’s a big undertaking to open to a story wanting to be told through you. It’s one thing to perform someone else’s work or just to write something and close…
Something I ran across in a journal that I wrote several months ago when I was really struggling with judgment: “I’m pretty sure the world will never be healed by preaching and condemnation. It is by living an inspired life that I can most effectively impact that world around me.” Peace Pilgrim said, “When you…