It gets easier. What was once a battle will someday be a simple decision. Straightforward, firm, sure. No tumultuous struggle between what if and what was and what is. No questioning and second guessing. Because each of yesterday’s battles leaves a mark. And while some might call them scars, really they are wisdom marks. Beautiful […]
It’s strange being a human. Caught in this place between instinct and deliberation. Between the construct of society and the truth of the wild. Between the physical and the spiritual. I imagine being a bird or an elephant would be so easy, but maybe because I’m not bird nor elephant – rather I’m something with […]
It’s easy to go either way. You turn left or you turn right. You start to lose touch with yourself, listen to the noise, let the rules and the dramas become so real that they gain weight, and it pulls you down. Or you say no to the call of foreign voices that have nothing […]
I sat beneath an oak tree once. It was a beautiful, strong tree with roots so large that they ruptured the surface and provided the perfect little nook where I could sit with my book. I didn’t read that day, though. Instead I spent that time marveling at that tree and letting my mind wander […]
In another life we made love. We built gardens with dirt smeared kisses while our hands were in the soil. And we watched as the plants changed with the seasons, unlike our love that seemed only to grow stronger and never really to suffer the worst parts of winter. In another life we were committed […]
There once was a web, woven from fear and pain. A web that too many were stuck in. Voiceless, afraid, separated from their truth and their homes. But I am here to tell you that times have changed. The strings have been broken. The pull has been destroyed. Every tangle has been released. We are […]
If you experienced any kind of trauma as a child, and if you yourself become a parent after the essential inner work has at least been started, you quickly discover that there is this almost miraculous kind of healing that can take place in the most ordinary of daily circumstances, and even more profoundly in […]
We rise. Like the early morning sun curiously exploring the colors of a new day and carrying hope with each step. We grow. Like the Live Oak rooted deep and suddenly bursting forth with new branches and drenched in fresh green leaves. We play. Like the wind in an open field of wild grasses, or […]
Love is patient. Somewhere along the way I forgot that part. Maybe I was tired. Tired of waiting. Tired of longing. And in that pivotal moment where I could have chosen to let go even more, instead some tiny part of my heart rebelled. It clung to the idea that these dreams were on a […]
For the first time in a while, I can feel the weight lifting off my chest. For the first time in a while I am starting to turn for home. And as I work to find my way back, I can’t help but think about the time lost when I wandered, separated from you. Through […]
I read something today, something that was beautifully written and seemed to use key words in just the right places so that it seemed right, but it also felt a bit ‘off’. I initially interpreted the off feeling as a trigger, an invitation to explore some wound, some confusion, something within me. So I read […]
Sometimes you have to let this life bring you to your knees, in gratitude, in surrender, in love, in pain. The immensity of our human stories, or the complexity of these social constructs, balanced out by the perfect simplicity of a roadside flower or a morning bird’s song can be so beautiful it almost hurts. […]
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