You claim to love someone
You share with them that they matter and swear to be able to love them through their pain and sadness and be rejoicing with them in times of triumph.
But can you really keep that promise?
Do you REALLY want all of them?
For most, the truest answer would be NO! Read more
You don’t want to look at it.
You don’t want to feel it.
You hardly want to admit it’s there at all!
You instead want to convince yourself and those around you that you are “fine”. You are high-vibing and doing great. You are focused on the positives.
Make friends with your shadows
You think you’re a “good person”
Aww, that’s Cute!!!
Cute how your ego has got you tied up and twisted in it’s lies to make you feel good about yourself.
To put you above others and make you feel superior.
To pat you on the head like a good little puppy Read more
OMG!!! Why is this playing again??
I love the song but over the last week it has haunted me!
? I’m out on a date….
? “Bring your secrets, bring your scars” ?
? Driving home from seeing clients
? “Bring your glory, all you are” ?
? Streaming a random playlist on shuffle
? “Bring your daylight, bring your dark” ?
? In a store shopping
? “Share your silence, And unpack your heart” ?
I laughed and it brought me back to one of my earliest days. Warning this is a gross story….
I’m in the middle of receiving a personal tantric bodywork session… I laugh, I cry, I laugh and cry at the same time, and then, I suddenly go to a peaceful spiritual place where I see vivid white. Prior to leaving the session, I receive amazing grounding, but leave feeling like Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde, and I am surprised at my reaction. I am driving home and suddenly feel slightly drunk. I have not had one drop to drink, but I feel disoriented and am feeling sick to my stomach as I pull in my driveway. I was told to go home and eat grounding foods, but right now, I feel like vomiting all over my home, though eating and water are essential for me, right now, to get back to myself. I go to my bedroom and strip and put on the biggest t-shirt and leggings I can find and curl up on the couch for the rest of the evening (Yep, super sexy). I have very interesting dreams throughout the evening and wake up feeling like I was hit by a truck, both physically and emotionally. I start 5, 10, 50 emails to my mentor to process what is stirred up, but truly have no words to capture what feels like intense crazy. Instead, I ground, I breathe, and I do all the things my training has taught me in managing after an intense session. I have to paddle my way through these waves of emotions and know I will be better for it.