THE GAP

When systems break down, and there is a gap between what was and what will be, what wisdom can we glean from the cracks, as the old foundation crumbles? When systems break down, when the well stops working and the power…

Harbin – My Body Remembers

There is a gentle mist standing where the smoke and fire once raged, creating a mirage of what was, this cooling sister of smoke. Both cloaked and revealed, the mountains surrounding Harbin are dotted with charred, bare trunks, and bright green grass and brush shooting up all around them. It’s hard to bring forth tears…

may we travel deeper and wider

may we travel deeper and wider each spiraling pathway towards our one. love may the lines in our face now upswing with laughter the universe doesn’t mind either way we started out together with life in mid-sprint ravellings and unravellings to tend and I don’t know where we are headed, but I like to think it’s…

My heart is re-membering

My heart is re-membering. A patchwork quilt assembled with hurried, misshapen stitches, flung together in a life of just-keep-going. These days it’s been a turning towards, undoing the sloppy job and smoothing out the wrinkles, reviewing and re-piecing back together with certainty and care. I remember you, thank you. I love you. I’m sorry. Please…

See your body heal itself

It started as a pain in your back, when, you cannot remember. It’s been carrying you or you’ve been carrying it for so long you don’t know your movement without it. Pray pray pray, feel feel feel, move move move, stretch stretch stretch, and it doesn’t fade, instead it gets louder. It will no loner…

A Letter to My Whiteness (and Yours)

The defensive scripts of white folks, and the spoonful of medicine we could use instead. After attending an anti-racist workshop examining my whiteness, I learned how there are scripts that white folk predictably go through when called out on racism, appropriation, and the like. The script is our defenses at play. I’m sharing this here…

On grief, and the way it moves in my body

Once we have grieved something, does grief ever fully leave our hearts, or do we walk with it always? This morning I woke up feeling good, that anchor of loss that’s been following me the last few weeks, that descends into the center of my chest upon waking, was absent. Even the nature of it…

What to do when grieving and lost. Advice from the bottom of the well.

I’m no expert. Just my experience and what is helping me cope with some hard times. Some of these ways of coping contradict each other. Maybe that’s the nature of the beast. Maybe you will find something useful here, amidst the confusion and the contradiction. 1) Accept the bigness of your feelings. Don’t waste the…

8 Ways Manifest, Using the Mundane and the Magical.

It’s the weight of a deep out-breath. It brings me into my body, lands me in my every cell. I feel muscles and skin and joints spread, befriending gravity in this expansive exhale.  The magic with which the last few months have unfolded have given me even more evidence that the fabric of reality is…

The Seduction of Daydreams – Why Positive Thinking is Not Enough

I notice this feeling I get when I daydream. It happens when I daydream about anything – more money, my next romance, the living situation I’m calling in, the car I will buy, my most perfect holiday plans, next summer’s adventures. When I dip into this reality in the dream space in my mind, I…

Declare your worth

The old Rumi quote “You must ask for what you really want” echoes in my head every time I’m going for something, or feeling a little timid, or uncertain about how things will turn out. It’s a reminder that I need to put myself out there and really stake my claim in what I want….

The parts of you that never left

Put it all down. That which you’ve been clutching like a last dying breath, let it slip through your fingers. Open your palms in reverence, in prostration to the unknown. Put it all down, let it fall where it may, and leave. Don’t look down, don’t look back. That which is meant to, will follow…