This question never goes out of style, especially during those longer plateaus of time and space where you actually think you know the answer. When was the last time you thought you knew? Who were you then? And where are they now? Does the you of 5 years ago still exist?
Read MoreIf you were on the precipice of real change, what would you sacrifice? And when I say real change, I mean from the inside of your bones kind of change. The change that ushers you into a new frontier of perspective because the old view no longer exists. People typically don’t like to change because it is deeply unpleasant. So you would have to want something greater than your own comfort for this to even be a valid inquiry. But what would happen if you could wipe the attachment from your own POV and truly give your full self in exchange to become different than you have ever been. Would you? What would you give?
For those of you who know me, you’ve probably seen that I pour myself into my creativity with fervor. Creative license is a way of being, a lifeline from the depths of internal churn which I have come to know as homeostasis. Maybe I am not typical, at least I aspire to find myself outside of the box. Change is something I lean into rather than avoid. And as I continue to form my devotion and alliance to this transformative and beastly state, I can’t help but advocate for the “everything is possible” that exists within the radical realm of metamorphosis…
Hello world. How art these days for thee? While riding high on the dragons of the mind, how doest one relate? I continueth to traverse the unexplored terrain of mine soul, as usual. And 't doest not feeleth boring. However, I findeth myself aching to ooze these words through the sieve of Shakespeare's English only for dramatic flair. Is't working?
I do. I am in a state of acceptance like no other I have ever known. I am accepting the transition of this moment…as a friend noted, “it seems you’re able to spend time in between the letting go of one trapeze and enjoy it without frantically searching for the next one”. Indeed, it feels that way. And enjoyment is a relative term in this case. Let’s explore the space in between the next trapeze through inquiry…
Read MoreThere’s a secret doorway. And it opens from within. Am I ready to see all that it beholds? That Inner fire, it’s as swift as an arrow, when that higher love consumes me then I’ll know. Moving too fast. Living jet set. The cost was just too high. I’m ready to begin again. And now I rewrite myself with every end. Now I’m ready to begin again. And I’m going somewhere I have never been…
Read MoreJust going to start writing now. I don’t really even feel like it. Everywhere I look I see flames. Burning down where I have been, who I have been, and with whom I have been. Scary. Terrifying. Lonely. Sad. Touching in. Trying to find. The. Way. Home…
In my heart for sure…thinking about everyone on this planet and beyond that I love so much that it hurts so good…You know what I mean? That love that can stretch beyond time and space, even past, present, and future. The love that tastes like the sweetest of honey or a bitter medicine that heals the deepest layers of self. The love that sparkles in the light, reflecting every facet of radiance and rainbows of glitter…
I had a dream recently like no other. I could see the horizon in front of me as a clean line of earth and sky. From deep within, I started to run at full speed towards this edge and just kept running as the edge became a cliff where the horizon quickly became sky into the ocean. All I could see was blue in all directions as I was suspended in a slow-motion mid-air flight and awakened…
After much tireless curiosity around this subject and meticulously investigating my true motivations and relationship to change, I can honestly say yes. And...it truly is the hardest, most arduous, and disciplined notion I believe a human can undergo. Changing a mind is not just making a new decision, it is diving deep into the crux of the origin of being…
Read MoreBecause your body can swim? Or for nighttime dreams? The way she looks at you...Or ridiculous memes? Or for, homecooked meals...The winds of change? Your favorite films...the bizarre and the strange? Because of high thread count sheets...And sweet body oils? Coyote songs under moonlight? Humus and fertile soils?
It isn’t often that we have such explicit articulation from the cosmos focused on one of my very favorite topics, the illumination of darkness. On this full Taurus Moon, we are receiving a gilded invitation, starlit and poised, in the form of a lunar eclipse. Ready or not, here it comes! This season of Scorpio has not disappointed…
A: Drum roll please...and the winner is, Yes!! Ok, so those of us going through an individual sieve of real-time dissolve of self know that to surrender into the unknown in such a visceral manner is more uncomfortable than words can describe. Yet I will try…
I was in the courtroom…The judge looked at me, sentenced to death, could it really be? I looked for familiar eyes, those who I truly love, people who knew my heart, and what I’ve dreamed of. One soul found me then and we both shook our heads. This was unexpected…that I would soon be dead. I had a sense of imminent death, even before this moment in time. Although I thought it was a metaphor, not a punishment for crime…
Today I became fully present to the full circular nature of being that occurs in the reflection of others. I was reminded of “myself” and who I had been 18 years ago through a real-time reunion of a dear friend and mentor who I hadn’t seen in nearly two decades…
Read More“Without music, life would be a mistake.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche I have to agree with Friedrich on this one. Truly, I have lived too many years, mistaken, without music being a prominent aspect of my life. I remember how easeful it was as a child to freely express myself without too much thought or concern…
Read MoreThough the recent months have been quite challenging for me as I traverse the dark forest of my psyche, I am in complete awe of what can be found within the unconscious realms in the form of actual treasure. Perhaps I will come through my Pluto transits in the next few years with an aching nostalgia for these current days of tumult…
Read MoreThe night was calling me to myself. Where I’d been? Nobody knows...They had dimmed a burning light. Enlivened by a starlit night. The silence broke and my heart poured out. As the midnight thunder roared. Under the moon’s glow…
Read MoreI’ve been exploring this question viscerally. It isn’t the most pleasant of processes but definitely one of the most important for me. Also, we have transitioned into Autumn. The shift between seasons, just like the moment between yoga poses or life chapters is a very delicate stretch of time…
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