Fear of Letting go of Everything that Was Not us
What we felt last year, or many years ago, no longer matters…what matters is now what you feel, and sense now. When we attach ourselves to what was then, then [ . . . ]
Tag: emotions
Gifts From Life; Lessons From Death
(photo of me taken by http://www.adithetos.com) “The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson The other night as I was sitting and talking to a [ . . . ]
Closing in on Ourselves
Sometimes I wonder what is this obsession and guilt we place on emotions, when we feel down, as though we are not allowed to feel sad, to be vulnerable, and [ . . . ]
Men Unearthed
I just created this facebook page in honor of men and the beauty of men. https://www.facebook.com/menunearthed/ I have always found it interesting the emphasis that is placed on women [ . . . ]
The Human Spirit
Distant memories slip in, Somehow making their way through the crack, However, now they are welcome… Although bitter and painful, Now the tears feel rejuvenating, There is a certain openness, [ . . . ]
My Body Speaks
In sadness… In sorrow… In joy… I dance. My body rejoices no matter what. It requests to move… to express, To lift that which remains stagnant & blocked, Every emotion, [ . . . ]
Celebrating My 21st Anniversary of Being Hit by a Car
I am in full celebration of my 21st anniversary of being hit by a car! The most important gift I received was the awareness of the impact just one person [ . . . ]
Standing on my Own Two Feet: Part Two
Have you ever wondered with certain traumas, accidents, incidences, experiences, who is really the “traumatized” one? The person that actually has the experience or can it maybe be sometimes the [ . . . ]
Wild Things
Sharks! (manō) The mere word strikes fear into the hearts of people. Why? We are taught from a young age to fear them which leads us to misunderstand an [ . . . ]
A Woman’s Menstrual Cycle: It’s Messages of Life for Women & Men
I will say it…I enjoy when it is that time of the month. When I tell people most look at me like I am crazy. It is something difficult to [ . . . ]