It takes work
I had this little wooden bench I sat perched on for large periods of years, with my hands folded just right, watching my breath. Determined that if I could sit long enough…to get quiet enough… I would attain enlightenment...
Looking for...
How many times must we repeat our self to finally grasp that nothing other than our own heart will ever satiate the eternal looking for…?
How much courage does it take to recognize the illusion that the ‘outside’ is only fluff at best?
How much extraordinary trust in one’s self does it take to chose the path less traveled and live from the inside, out?
The Thank You Note
My parents always taught my brother and I to be gracious for every gift we are given, and to always write thank you notes. This written thank you is long overdue…From the very moment I arrived on Gaia, you offered me breath
Heart Song
‘How do you know if you are in your heart?’ Do you think you know, or do you have a depth of knowing that resonates through your whole being? Are you looking, or are you feeling? Are you lost in a chaotic frenzy of thoughts, or is there a centered grounded peace despite the outer chaos?
Flood of the Heart
I have written this piece with Lavender Stoechas anointing my heart (of course, right?). She has been talking to me nonstop these last few days. I asked her if she would be willing to share her thoughts and wisdom here.
Hugging Trees
I went to visit one of my best friends and greatest confidants this morning. I heard my heart calling to her and her calling to me. No iPhones needed. I slipped out...