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In a world that is unsafe.
Show up for yourself. Take all that magic, Your strength, Your vulnerabilities, Your courage, Your fears and doubts. And show up. Damn it. Just show up. Because if you don’t, Who else will?
There is a vast wilderness
Calling to each and every one of us Within our hearts. Many of us struggling to “find our purpose.” Who was it that told you that purpose defined your existence? Or that it needed to be a conscious action on behalf of a journey? Who told you that your trials are a consequence of Those […]
This hallowed rain
Deluged with ancient souls Torments the sky above me Crying over every wound Humanity has pierced itself with. Every voice wants to return To the gentle womb that gave it life As well as limb and breath and hope. If every pain was witnessed By a light that was afraid to shine By a darkness […]
Do we let go of our integrity to remain in power?
Moral and ethical principles don’t always provide us with that sense of control, whether internal or external, when we are faced with challenging situations. The flight or fight response, the repetitive response we have to trauma, signals our brains that we have to survive. It doesn’t give us the time to contemplate integrity or sit […]
Trauma
Trauma is entrancing. Its darkness ignites a certain curiosity within us, testing the realms of our fear, our powerlessness, the unknown. Its tentacles waging war in our psyches, in every universe within us. We become mesmerized by both its strengths and its weaknesses. We become mesmerized by our responses to what trauma triggers within us. […]
This is something I speak about often with clients. It seemed to be a recurring theme this week with sessions which is why I wanted to share a few thoughts here. Let’s look at the shaming around illness, especially around illness that is not so obvious to others, even those closest to you. There are so many new “illnesses” that are being diagnosed everyday, and younger people are coming down with conditions at a higher percentage from twenty years ago, ten years ago, even five years ago. It is not uncommon for me to hear from a client that people remark they look okay, so there isn’t an understanding or comprehension of a physical malady upon sight. A friend yesterday showed me a photo of a young woman she knows who is very ill and I said, “You wouldn’t know it because she looks amazing.” Yet many of these illnesses work insidiously, depleting a body of its most necessary resources and causing a myriad of symtoms for the sufferer. We are in a society where people are uncomfortable with their bodies first and foremost, and more so when it comes to becoming ill. We are a culture that does not know how to respect or approach illness within ourselves or someone we know. Please take a moment to take that last statement in. People are uncomfortable around illness and have many times, create shame based thoughts and relationships around that uncomfortability as opposed to learning new ways of approaching and respecting what are bodies or minds are struggling with. The shame based relationship we create with illness keeps us disassociated from ourselves and each other, furthering isolation and stress. Indigenous cultures understood the importance of relating to illness authentically, so that there was a sense of honor in alignment with one’s suffering no matter the extent of the illness.
There is such isolation that comes with the loss of emotional freedom, especially when it comes to people being able to express how they feel when they are ill. A separation from society and from what is considered the norm is prevalent. Well, we are being shown that illness is again, occuring at any age […]
We are all afraid of carrying ourselves in front of people.
Of unveiling our vulnerabilities down to the distinct rawness of character we imagine helps us feel safe as we create our life narrative. The labels we put on those narratives as though self love is dictated by every measure of worth we attribute to those stories. Oh the effort we expend to be real, to […]
Some of your ancestors have taught you how to love.
Some of your ancestors have taught you how to hate. What stories are you carrying in your weary bones That ignite confusion across generations Especially in the pivotal moment Where you need to choose what kind of ancestor You want to be to future generations to come.
Retreat slowly
So that when worlds collide You will know where to find Your solitude Amidst the chaos. It will liken itself To an innocence not lost, Only hidden from sight Until it was ready to Be completely understood.