Lately, I’ve been waking up with the fire of Kali-ma in my belly. Hell-bent on rage and destruction. Rattling her necklace of skulls. Howling across the face of the earth. The sacred feminine response to …
When a Wild Heart Calls You Home
Heart. Heartbeat. Beat. Beat heart. Small God of my chest. You keep time better than any clock. Mark the moments of a being in soft thrum through veins and organs. Yet, you are more than …
Diving into the Vulnerable Belly of Desire
Somewhere beyond logic and reason, beyond emotion, and past caring, resides my want. Driven by an evolutionary impulse I cannot govern. I expect I am not alone in this. Though we are only able to …
Both Halves Of The Sphere
I once spent many moons trapped in a nightmare from which I could not wake. Thrashing through life, fueled by resistance. Primed for flight. Each place my eyes lit some fresh, new horror eeked it’s …
Fragility & Fierceness
Sometimes I weep from the beauty of life. How everything coalesces into one. The All-ness of it all. What the Beloved must have been thinking as She spun this world into being. Such glory and …
Love’s Circus
Step right up and see Love at work here. The price of admission you ask? Only your vulnerability – the willingness to fall face first onto the pavement in front of thousands. Can you handle …
Show Me How You Get Back Up
Show me how you get back up. When life takes you down. When you’re on the cursed bathroom floor. Pressed hard against cold tiles. Desperate and clutching. How do you rise after the fall? Reveal …
Burn It All Down & Rise: The Magic Of An Awakening Woman
I am aflame. No one set the fire. This is self-immolation. The holy truth of an awakening woman. I don’t think I knew what I was signing on for when this all started. But there’s …
On Belonging & Being Broken
I am cherished. I am okay. I belong. You are cherished. You are okay. You belong. May this belonging be a litany to our hearts… An invitation: Let’s set down our stories of broken, need …
Creative Tsunamis
Time does not work the way you think it does, numbered soldiers marching placidly round the face of your grumpy old clock generals. You assume forward-moving lines, an ordered, organizing force with a rational chain …
How to Build a Home Where Your Heart Lives
Part One Home Building: Collect small bits of string twigs, and burrs, the hairs from a wild cat’s tail, a few needles of pine. String tiny beads of light along the spines of dandelions. Pause …
The Time Has Come To Scream Myself Awake
I am not here for your approving gaze. Not here to satisfy some need of yours, visual or otherwise. No longer content to be the subject of your displaced idea of me. What you want …
Dig Up Your Shadow From The Place Where You Last Buried Her
You forgot the ocean that pounds through your blood. Fell asleep to the powerful creator inside. Snap out of it, Sister. Wake up hard and soon, before the weedy grasses grow over your face tacking …
Practicing The Art Of I Don’t Give A F*ck
When all else fails, practice the art of I Don’t Give A F*ck. Pray it into your limbs with each contraction that comes with being reborn. Say it with me now: I Don’t Give A …
The Art of Birthing Words
Sometimes words come in heated pants pushing and thrusting their way into the world. It is all I can do to get hands in place to catch them wild and raw on their way out. …
Being Soft & Open in a Sometimes Hard World…
So many invitations to close the heart, to shut down, to NOT feel. Flying on the wings of words uttered with cruelty and vitriol, rolling across the wires of television, the Internet and the myriad …
Let Yourself Rest Rather Than Resist
“The fish will be the last to discover water.â€Â ~Albert Einstein Be the Smarter Fish. Sometimes we get caught up in the net of our lives. Hauled onto the hard wood of the ship flopping …
Go only as far as you need. Then STOP.
Forgive me for this, but forget the race to the top. Please. Let go of constant streaming activity. Just stop. Sink into your holy self. Submerge your synapses in silence. Engage in the wholehearted, holy …
Infinitely Beautiful
Infinitely Beautiful Tonight the Beloved called me by name. An infinite sea of stars spun from Her lips. One flashed, dazzling to the eye, in its shimmering surface I beheld a reflection of my Soul. …
Make Yourself a Divine Bonfire of Light
Burn up. Burn away. Burn higher. Burn on. Whatever you do, do not extinguish your light. It serves as a marker on the trail of awareness. Hide it or put it out and we are …
My Feet Whisper of a Violent Discontent with Concrete
My feet ache for sand. Whisper of a violent discontent with concrete. Draw me nearer to soft yielding places. Responsive to the depression of steps. An organic notation of I was here, carved by bare …