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 …