Oh my love! There’s so much juicy material to work with. I don’t even know where to begin. How about this poem by Hafiz… Your Mother and My Mother Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living. In better conditions. For your mother and my mother Were friends.… Continue reading Monday Love
There it is. The thing we’re all scrambling around, trying with all our might (and TV and cell phones, and movies, and drugs and alcohol and sex) to forget. No getting around it. You can look at this with doom and gloom falling deeper into the grip of fear, or you can allow it… Continue reading At some point in this life, you will lose everything you love.
Hi. So, things kinda suck right now. Actually, they really really suck. Here’s what some of my conditioning is telling me: You’re doing this to yourself. You’re overreacting. You’re not trusting yourself. You’re full of doubt. Your New Year’s intention this year is about releasing doubt. Man, you really are fucking that one up.… Continue reading Releasing Doubt
I write about process and mindfulness because it helps me to see my own self more clearly. I write because for me, it’s like air. I feel more alive when I’m doing it. It’s bliss. Even when it’s not, it is. I share my writing, not because I know the “right” way to do it… Continue reading The Mentor
Good morning my beloved, If you find yourself waking this morning in stunned disbelief, you are not alone. Whatever you’re feeling, feel it deeply. Dance it through your body. Throw (soft) shit, run, scream, tear up this morning’s newspaper. And then, when you are ready, listen to this song. Click here. The best antidote to fear… Continue reading The day after
“Look on the brightside.” Who else wants to stab the person who says this to you when everything you know has been stripped away and you lie bare and vulnerable in your pain, fear, anger, hurt? When your marriage falls apart and you have to look your children in the eyes and break their hearts… Continue reading Radical Compassionate Acceptance
Knowing your triggers is really important. And everyone’s triggers are different. Mine seem to stem from too much heat in my body and a dullness of life that comes from too much “keeping it together.” Or more simply said, a buildup of held emotions that lead to a kind of chronic dissatisfaction the color of… Continue reading When Dullness Erupts in Pain
I just followed and then unfollowed some wonderful and inspiring writers on Instagram because I felt so freaking intimidated reading their posts. A wash of sadness swept over me, a feeling I know well that happens when the voice of comparison is in the house. The unfollowing was a great act of kindness on my… Continue reading Intimidated