Tools and Tales for Breaking Up, Waking Up, and Falling In Love
From the monthly archives:
The body: here is what I’m most interested in. My shoulders, neck, chest – I’ve been feeling so profoundly how held and tight and lifted and stiff this area is – and wanting so badly for it to melt away, soften, become sweet honey. Today in yoga I tuned in to giving this area more [...]
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My stomach center: a fire. Yesterday I was wild with burning. All I wanted was to make contact, even if that meant thrashing and kicking and crying out to the gods. I submerged myself in water. I thrashed and floated. Sun sparkled on the heavy water, fell through the light air and I beneath the [...]
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It is my sense that love becomes a part of us, one that we can step off from, one that can give us courage and faith to go forward into new unknown places, places that may be dark and dreary, boring and tedious, places of fear and terror, places where we may have a hard [...]
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The first rainy day in weeks. This has been a glorious summer – heat and sun spread out across July and August. And today I come in under the rain: the whole weekend to myself. It is quiet here in my new home. And it is not just the quietness that rain offers, or the [...]
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Not only has it not come true, not only is my life, my very self other than what I thought I wanted, I no longer want what I thought I wanted. I no longer want the fantasies. They have burned out. I exhausted the fantasy. And so new work has begun. What am I left [...]
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