Our way of life is dying.
We cannot ‘return to normal.’ Normal is long gone.
We’re in the midst of spiritual surgery.
We’re being split open and dissected and reformed and reassembled as something we’ve never been before.
We’re getting woken up from a long, tumultous, unconscious, irresponsible slumber. … More It’s OK to not be OK.
“We are all butterflies. Earth is our chrysalis.” ― LeeAnn Taylor A chrysalis spills open. Here we are. The moon swallowing the sun in a total solar eclipse (December 14). A twenty-year cycle closing. A 200-year cycle opening. Yet another round of letting go in the penultimate year of letting go. We shed old skin and … More Taking Flight … More Taking Flight
There are messages everywhere if you are paying attention.
This terrible, tumultuous, transformative year is just that.
It’s a message in a bottle, washing up from a river mucky with our dreams and nightmares.
… More The Dawning of the Age of Aquarius
No one is immune to the clarion wake-up call that’s blaring everywhere we go. We are what we focus on. We are what we expect. We are what we prepare to receive.
Believe it, dears. Our thoughts create the world. … More It’s the End of the World as We Know It
Some of you may wonder where I’ve been.
I haven’t written here (or anywhere else for that matter) since November of 2018.
I’ve been walking through the dark night of the soul. I’ve been tending to my mother after her diagnosis with Alzheimer’s. I’ve been saving my life. I was diagnosed with Type II Diabetes in January. … More Sacred Selfishness: Where Have I Been?
I sing the body electric. I celebrate the ‘me’ yet to come. … More Out of the Ashes, You Rise.
In memory of G. Valmont Thomas – December 15, 1959 – December 18, 2017 “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” ~ Albert Einstein Focusing on what’s good. As the year’s end approaches, I’ve been … More Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
I’ve believed I am not enough.
But here’s the thing: it’s not true.
It’s a lie. It’s a fabrication. It’s a fallacy. It’s a big hoax.
It’s propaganda of the worst sort.
We are enough. We always were. We always will be. … More Becoming Bulletproof
I finally got to the point I was through swallowing gasoline and pretending it was fresh water.
The fire in my belly woke me.
I was angry – mostly at myself – for putting up with such shitty treatment.
And so, we parted.
Sometimes suddenly. Sometimes incrementally.
Sometimes without a word.
And that’s OK. … More Finding Your Tribe