My Awakening Eyes
MY AWAKENING EYES I. I walked out the door of the house this morningand in my face just like thatthere was the whole gosh darn universeinhaling with a great hunger…
MY AWAKENING EYES I. I walked out the door of the house this morningand in my face just like thatthere was the whole gosh darn universeinhaling with a great hunger…
By what authority do you breathe and live?” The voice demands answers of me. “How dare you bathe so freely in the waters of life drinking even at the spring’s…
When you find yourself suicidal by 9 years of age, and graced by a life that teaches you to thrive—turning the toxic into the beautiful, you also find yourself quickly…
Who are you? The world asked of me when I was yet too young to have found my voice could not escape lips opened and sound, like breath was not…
There are many teachers in this world desirous of and eager to claim your loyalty. But perhaps you prefer claiming one of them for your own. Either way choose your…
Woke in the night to the ancient voices of denigration and unworthiness to never-can and never-will be enough for the self-love of relaxing into “just as I am.” Caught the…
“There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.” — Bashō Matsuo, Zen poet 1644-1694 Allowing one’s…