I am continually cracked open by the beauty of the women I work with. By the deeper and ever deeper layers of truth telling. To me there is nothing more exhilarating than seeing women own themselves in the most intimate way. Telling the truth is not like it was when you were little and you…
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The Journey I don’t want to write about this morbidly with harshness that has you scared away from the edge, nor do I want the poetry of this place to sound like a hall mark card. But the meat of it is something entirely different. There is an integral wholeness that you can arrival at…
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“Let everything that you create and attend to in your life be anchored in the deepest well of your desire.” ~Lotus Indigo Shakti Kruse
I don’t want to be a mother today. Is that so bad to say? Will they take my children away if I admit that for today I don’t want to be a mother? Will they be taken away and given to a better mother who will make sure they eat their greens? Will I be…
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I wrote this as a Facebook post and had so many personal messages about this that I realised that I had hit on an unspoken nerve. So I am sharing it again. I can feel my mind wanting to get its fingers around and understand this half understood, left undone, knot in my stomach.…
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It is half past three in the morning and my mind wonders to after the mid night hour thoughts. It’s been three and a half years since my marriage ended in what took three and a half sentences to declare. 16 years of travels together unpacked into separate boxes just like that. A dust storm…
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I think of myself as a minimalist. What is that you ask? Well I will tell you a little of this life re-defining expression in my life. The elevator pitch on Minimalism written by Joshua Fields Millburn & Ryan Nicodemus of The Minimalists. ” Minimalism is a lifestyle that helps people question what things add…
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I feel a witch hunt brewing. Tuck your brooms away. Close ranks and send the owls out to prey. Stay in bed all day and don’t speak to strangers. Latch the door. Heresy is knocking pointing fingers. Don’t tell them you are communing, passing star seeded apples. Wait out the storm of scare mongering…
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“Breaking up is rarely neat and tidy, and almost always wounds or breaks one’s heart. But a broken heart can also be a source of great learning, and growth, and redemption.“ I know this from personal experience! How My Heart Broke He was the love of my life. We met when I was 17 and…
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