The Original Gift: A Meditation on Sacred Reciprocity and 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.
Reclaiming Your Voice: The Sacred Act of Using Your Voice and Why the Universe Longs to Meet your Needs
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.
Resolving a Spiritual Wound: A Practitioner's 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.
The Infallible Child: Remembering the Version of Us Closest to Source. Finding the magic we left behind.
Life had changed me as it does all of those who are brave enough to exist. Over time, my playfulness faded, replaced with pressure to be realistic. The unbound time of childhood became the time in which there was never enough.
The Emperor in My Brain: A Journey Through Molecular Memory and the Great Cosmic Dispersal
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?