Forging Your Own Path - To the One Inside the Wound & Burning With Fever
"She is the one waiting for us inside the wound. The one brewing in the infection. The one burning in the fever. She is both creation and destruction, living within the paradox. Destruction becomes an act of creation. Her medicine is a turning toward discomfort, a steeping in the pain. A faithful walk through the dark, for she is the darkness; the deep void that births and is home to everything."
Wild Resilience: Devastation & Giving Birth to Your Wild Soul
"The adventure of living promises an encounter with merciless beauty and unbiased benevolence, as well as debilitating grief and hideous betrayals. Swimming through vast currents of potentiality, we often find ourselves unexpectedly riding between two shorelines of intensity inside the belly of Life."
A Gaian Journey To Soul: We Are Both Dreaming & Being Dreamed
"Rising from the vast, expansive “singing mind” of the Earth, all beings, from each blade of grass to every roaming buffalo, are dreaming their lives into existence and simultaneously being dreamed forth by the Earth."
Exhale: Surrender To Shadow Goddesses & Dwell In Places Of Discomfort
"Descending requires both sacrifice and surrender. The former self is offered up to the hungry Shadow Goddesses, who task themselves with the sacred act of destruction; angels of death sweeping across an aging land, offering the frightening medicine of letting go."
"... to bring forth the most beautiful, fragile and wild aspects of my own "I" has meant letting go of a role that forced such aspects of self to be sent away, hidden from my conscious awareness. Such aspects of self send forth aching cries filled with longing and delight. They wait for us to circle back around, to brave the unknown, to invite what society at one point or another deemed unacceptable, unsavory and unbefitting to be so openly alive and vibrantly awake in the world."
"For several months now, the place where I lay my head has not been consistent. It would seem, at every turn I am met with the unshakable test of rediscovering Self through the inability to root into a physical location. I’m left to redefine the ultimate of center: home! Home is often considered a grounding space where we can gather ourselves, reboot, root and rest. However, these past several months have greatly challenged my preconceived idea of what home means to me."
"Life is precious and fleeting. We are so intensely focused on the details that often detract from the beautifully devastating potential life carries, that we miss the opportunities for life to change us in ways so profound we couldn’t dream up such rites of passage. Life seems to meet us at every turn, each breath, and every step awaiting our awakening. An awakening that involves sensing the world wholly changing and unchanged."
"Many people don’t know that there are still wild horses roaming the lands of America. Their plight is far reaching, and enmeshed in the politics of a capitalistic system governed by people more concerned with monetary wealth than the wealth of an abundant and healthy Earth. Over the years, more and more wild horses have been rounded up, kidnapped and removed from their lands, separated from their families, and placed in holding facilities that are near the equivalent of Guantanamo Bay."
"The planet we have come to call Earth in English, otherwise known as Terra in Latin, Eres in Aramaic, Chikyu in Japanese, Lurra in Basque, Maa in Estonian, Cré in Irish, Art in Maltese, Jord in Swedish, Dunia in Swahili, Umhlaba in Zulu, and Daear in Welsh, is our home. Home! We float in a deep, dark void of infinite space with but one star shining down upon us making possible the sacred relationship between life and death that finds its way into our lives."