The Gift of Sacred Relationship
Brad Brad

The Gift of Sacred Relationship

Value all relationship as sacred. Close your eyes and feel the breeze as it dances around you. The wind is not offended that you are in its way. It laughs as it tickles your skin. It is not hurt when you alter it’s chemistry by breathing it into your lungs. You have changed the air, and it thanks you for the gift you have given. It dances now in your blood stream awaiting its return to the sky. It now knows what it is like to be human. What a gift! And in return, if you listen, the air will show you how to fly.

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Reclaiming Voice
Brad Brad

Reclaiming Voice

We were not born to be small, we were not born to be quiet. We were born of the Unity. We came from oneness, from the loudest of all, from everything. Our spirit is bigger and louder than anything our body can contain. Our spirit holds all of the sound that has ever been and ever will be.

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Existence
Poetry Brad Poetry Brad

Existence

With intention, I drag myself up to an ancient oak tree,

and I say to old grandfather, “what would it feel like to be a limitless me?”

And on that breath a single molecule flowed,

That which was once me, was now with the tree.

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Spiritually Wounded. A Perspective on Releasing Shame.
Brad Brad

Spiritually Wounded. A Perspective on Releasing Shame.

Isn't it curious that we have an emotion, a feeling that exists only in community. For without community there could be no shame. Shame is the feeling that comes from doing something outside of the agreements of community. If there were no community, how would we know to be ashamed? Being different than the tribe is the root of shame. Being witnessed stepping out of bounds. Coloring outside of the lines. Shame is the emotion of failing to fit in, it is the original emotion of the other.

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The Flow of Existence
Brad Brad

The Flow of Existence

If we allow ourselves the freedom to fully let the mind wonder through this endlessly, we begin to experience the sense of unity. There is no difference. I am you. You are me. Many parts that we now each call our own belonged to someone else previously. In this way, how could any part of us be individual?

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