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Boots

“ The burden of identification with any one belief, value, theory, experience or way of relating to ourselves and others is that we become tethered to our disappearing self. Life becomes stagnant. We need to continually leave our shoes at the door of ourselves and enter to greet whomever we are becoming anew with wonderment.…

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AMA – a short film by Julie Gautier from Les films engloutis on Vimeo. “Ama is a silent film. It tells a story everyone can interpret in their own way, based on their own experience. There is no imposition, only suggestions. I wanted to share my biggest pain in this life with this film. For…

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Womens Head

  EVERYDAY I celebrate my life as a women and the unique expression afforded to me in my true nature and in my gender. Every day I experience the undercurrent of an outdated system that is eroding away in the wake of women stepping into our power and men stepping into theirs. EVERYDAY I see the prejudice…

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“So much of religion and spirituality feels like it’s all a program to make ourselves into something less janky and like more pure– like it’s all designed to sand down our edges, to make us more smooth. As if with enough yoga, or meditation, or Bible studies, or whatever it is, we can be less…

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This is an exploration of grief. Not just my grief, but also the universality of grief. I write to find solace amidst the words and I write because I don’t know what else to do. I am not in any way special or unique in experiencing this profoundly confronting human emotion nor is this the…

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Parvati Copy

I want to shake you I want to hold you. My heart cracks to full I have been where you are It does no good it steals your dreams it puts a cog in your wheel I want to say, sing, shout and whisper to you to stop. stop: stop the lying to yourself and…

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Wild Flower

  Pressed flowers fade in dusty books unopened away from light, no room to breath Stay like a wildflower, unpicked let the wind and the rain come to you and dance in the field let the sun warm you and feel everything rooted in the soil of your own belonging – Lotus Indigo Shakti Kruse


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Womanist

There has been much polarisation going on amongst women. This gig called The Feminist Movement has many haters, dissers, critics, slammers, judges amongst women and not even far lefties or conservatives but liberal women, empowered women, self expressed women. I am still sitting in the depth of the dismissing of women exploring and being freely…

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I longed for a child whom I talked to in my dreams, singing funk and jazz all Sugar Lee. She did not come through the rolling door. It was late and the joint was shut. All the seed had been spent in another’s womb. I look at the bare skin on my arm where I…

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