sometimes things fall away because they don’t fit your soul. walk naked – Lotus Kruse
sometimes things fall away because they don’t fit your soul. walk naked – Lotus Kruse
What the fuck have I done, What the fuck have I done, Cold sweats rising up through the holes in my skin, My heart in my ears A desert in my throat. What the fuck have I done, Thinking That I could do this That I could break this and walk away from the wreckage…
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SELF CARE: A continuation of the conversation about why we do not value self care and why we should. I look forward to hearing your voice in the conversation. THE BANKRUPTCY OF BEING A MARTYR I was raised by a women who was part of a lineage of at least three generations of women for…
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On the train. I sit and read my book and look around at the people getting on and getting off. There are about six people standing around the carousel of handles. All in their own worlds of thoughts and early morning concerns. My eyes are drawn to a man who’s eyes are drawn to mine.…
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WHY WOMEN AND MEN DONT MAKE SELF CARE A PRIORITY; “In fact that is why the lives of most women are so vaguely unsatisfactory. They are always doing secondary and menial things (that do not require all their gifts and ability) for others and never anything for themselves. Society and husbands praise them for it…
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How rooted in the infinite is our bond. What star are we in this flesh that shines. We crave, we desire to feel the weight This connection in us, of us, through us. We were never pried or undone. It is only our eyes that closed To rest a while in forgetting. ‘Wake up’ she…
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Up before the Kookaburras this morning to drive the winding accession. I experience re-membrane body memory as I drive. Like an autopilot that says ‘I’ve got this’. Town after town of friends I could just stop off to reconnect. I blow silent kisses as I pass their neighborhood promising myself that they’d understand that I…
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” Follow your Bliss” – Joseph Campbell. I think the assumption is that following your bliss is a cute, pretty, easy and an always flowing experience. That is not true… but rewarding would be true. I want to share an example in doing what you love and following your bliss whilst picking up horse poo.…
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I am moved forward I have left, been left and now I am leaving an old belonging Coo-ees across my souls chasm so patient for all these years dormant desires of wanting to belong to all the parts of me every last drop nothing left out so here I am just one foot in front…
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This past year has lead me to a place of feeling like Raw Clay. Scraped from the cool ground and piled, still and waiting. I have felt dissolved of who I thought I was, dispelled of the arrogance that I can harness the storm. Revealed to be full of vulnerability and yearning for my true…
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