I was a sweet kid – tender-hearted and easily bruised. I adored my Dad – whenever he traveled (often and for long periods), I would wait for his return and let him know how much I missed him. Wanting love
Rebel Wisdom
The Mystery of Presence
Swooning has been prevalent in my life for about a year, moments of brief and disrupting altered states of consciousness. Destabilized and disoriented. In some ways concerned on a physiological level, I also know there is a spiritual transition underway.
Emerging?
Hello! It’s been a while, right? I’ve thought so often about you, wondering how you’ve fared this last year. I have missed writing but have not had much to say. I still feel a bit that way; at the same time, I am tugged by the wanting to connect. I’d love to hear from you!
Pause
In the midst of that, I also feel the pause inherent in this global slowdown. It feels like the earth is taking a breath. I want to pause and take that breath with her.
Radical Inclusion
I’ve been a bit down over the last few days – even as I write that I see that I have tried to minimize the down so as not step too far into the negativity. In truth, I’ve been – down. Not a bit, but fully down.