• love letters for the soul

    I Wrote This for You

    I wrote this for you, a reminder of how amazing you are and how much the world needs you … a #mantra, a practice, some encouragement, a necessary reminder on the days you need it most. I hope you believe it because its #truth! You are unique, beautiful, amazing and an important part of the delicate fabric of life.

  • being human,  embodiment,  gratitude,  love letters for the soul

    On Being Fully Seen

    We get so ‘stuck’ in our ways of being. We get complacent, or shut down or scared; we don’t know how to change. And yet, we’re changing all the time. I think ‘scared’ (and scarred) is the primary factor for me in getting/staying stuck … mostly scared of being fully seen, flawed as I am. I get too in my head. I shut down my heart to stay ‘safe.’ I hide my shadow, the parts of me I don’t want others to see … but it’s felt. Energy is real, real-er than form and physicality! This is what i’m making space for today, the noticing so I can make space for change. I…

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    Waking Up from Conditioning

    Good karma, something we all want to have. But how much of the collective unconscious is guiding our actions? How often do you get hurt or mad or offended by something someone says or does? And then how do you react? How much joy do you feel in your life every day … like true joy? And when you can’t find joy, no matter how hard you try, how do you react? Or how many things aggravate you for no real reason? How many active choices do you make each day vs. a ‘going through the motions?’ How much conditioning … how many reactions are present most of the time? These are questions…

  • gratitude,  love letters for the soul

    Gratitude and hOMe

    hOMe. A space I’m truly grateful for. Practicing RADICAL GRATITUDE these days. Life has changed so much over the last several years. I never could have planned or dreamed of where I’d be today, and perhaps that’s why its so perfect. “The truly great news is that each moment, each day, you have the opportunity to start again. Inevitably the momentum of previously habituating and conditioning, from your life and your ancestors’ lifespans, will be at play in your consciousness. The learning of positivity and gratitude is indeed a practice and one in which you are helpfully faced with gentleness and self-forgiveness.” ~Will Pye What are you grateful for?

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    The World Needs You

    The world doesn’t need you (or me) to be quiet. The world needs us to show up and speak up in our own unique ways—IN OUR OWN UNIQUE WAYS! We are all different. Its a blessing, and the world needs you, and me—all of us. Really inspired by the work & words of Will Pye these days. He writes about but here’s what he says of our uniqueness: “You are unique, never seen before, and never to be seen again. Allow that to sink in. You are, just like everyone else, a one-off creation. Thus, you play a role no one else can play in this human story. Each one of us plays…

  • being human,  love letters for the soul,  prose & poetry

    Thoughts on Healing

    I have realized that this consistent feeling of rushing through life is anxiety: anxiety that’s been in me for years. And my medicine is naming it so i can work with it, become more aware, do the practices that loosen its hold on me. I am healing one day at a time. No magic pill. No ignoring or masking it. Simply learning to love life in its fullness … and often writing my way through it.

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    On Choice and Agency

    I had a birthday last week, a big one. Just thinking of the number provides a sense of pride – that I’ve made it this far and that I have enough years behind me to consider myself somewhat wise. I’ll say it one last time, and then I think I won’t say it again, because this post is about choice and I must choose to be different in order to actually live differently … the last two years have been hard. But I made it through them. I was in a long dark night of the soul but I am through it. I have emerged, transformed, grown. And one of the things I’ve…

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    Love Over Fear

    Love over fear, always. Our energy matters. I remember this, then I forget. I think we all do. Life is so precious and scary and hard and beautiful and confusing, and we are all strong and weak, and fumbling through. I put so much pressure on myself … to be perfect, to do the right thing, to perform, to fit in, to be fun, witty, pretty, smart … but really I just need to show up. I need to be present, and allow the experience of life to unfold as it will instead of trying to control every damn thing (fear). Love demands that we see our conditioning and the ways we’re unconscious.…

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    Changing my Physiology

    Wanna know a secret? I have no idea what I’m doing.  And damn, have I been trying hard—too hard. For the longest time, I thought I had to get it ‘right.’ For the longest time I tried to be perfect. It just perpetuated more pain. So at the end of the struggle, I decided to just be me, but there was a problem. I didn’t know how to do that, exactly. I can’t explain why: my brain wasn’t working optimally, and that realization led to a billion other ‘a-has.’ I learned that I couldn’t use sheer will to change; I had to change my physiology. I had to change my brain. 

  • being human,  love letters for the soul

    Collective Healing Changes the World

    Do you ever think about what you’re doing here on the earth plane? That seems to be my central question of each day. I am always trying to make meaning of life, make the moments matter, be better than i was the day before. Sometimes I am too much. Sometimes I feel abnormal, too intense. Do I feel too much? Write too much? Question too much? But all of this is authentically me; it’s who I am, and shouldn’t that be good enough? For the longest time, I hid my gifts. I hid, period. But age is funny. It puts everything into perspective; it provides the ability to look back and see the…