it is possible to become so one with Earth that every flower perfumes the soul, every snowflake sends icy softness dancing through veins, every drop of rain trickles down vessels of the heart, every cloud in the sky sails along songlines of the spirit, every earthquake rumbles in the gut, every tide of the sea [Read More...]
Posts under ‘What We Love’
The Monk and the Moon ~ video
I dedicate this day to that which truly matters. With Love, always
We spit out borrowed ideas, we want the real deal. The direct undeniable realization of the pure beauty that we are.
—————————————————————————————————————————————————– I am sitting here on my last evening in Corfu. It is the completion phase of our Yogini Paradise retreat 2010. I am just surfacing after two weeks of deep-diving into feminine practices. It feels as we have created a magnificent women’s ashram here on this beautiful island in Greece, it is the fourth [Read More...]
sadness-shield anybody?
and here it comes. The fall. the storms, the rain, the darkness. the heart ache. the sadness. and no. The feminine embodiment practices does not make me feel less. Or make me have heavenly control over my feelings (I did after all, right there in the kitchen supply store earlier today, between the shelves with [Read More...]
this is the most touching & genius art I have experienced in a long time
I came across this website today and what I experienced there made me cry. I will not spoil it for you, so I will not say anything more other than to tell you that you need some speed for your computer and connection to make it work so head on over to www.thewildernessdowntown.com for a [Read More...]
Do not let this universe regret you
Praise the miracle of this body. Another blast-our-hearts-open slam poetry goddess, Marty McCollen, is giving us the warning; Speak, march, dream: Do not let this universe regret you
“I did not meet Jesus, I met a dog.”
I just read a wonderful story by spiritual activist Andrew Harvey about a faded movie actress who reclaims her will to live when she one day meets a homeless dog. In serving and taking care of this and other homeless animals she finds meaning. “Her life did not change because she had a vision or [Read More...]
There’s nothing more beautiful…
Hey, you are in for a treat sister. To me listening to gifted poets like Sara Kay is pure darshan far beyond most of the staring-talking-very- slowly-namaste-I am-beyond-everything (but-i-have-a-huge-monster-under-my-bed)-kind-of-spiritual-gurus. Poetry offered in this way (here as so-called Slam Poetry) does not just TALK about love, or just TALK about spirit, it transports me right into [Read More...]
I’ve become an arms-in-the-air-forehead-to-the-ground-cult member
I’ve become a cult member of the Earth Church (aka the Farmers Market) Church meeting is a blast in the not-too-hot-yet morning sun, lots of hugs from the other devotees, a massage (yes for real! and finally my soul arrived home in California too, the body has been here a week already), latte, local olive [Read More...]
the manifesto of encouragement
Danielle LaPorte made my day today. She writes my heart open. Below is the article from her blog whitehottruth.com SPREADING THE RA-RA, Chameli right now: There are Tibetan Buddhist monks in a temple in the Himalayas endlessly reciting mantras for the cessation of your suffering and for the flourishing of your happiness. Someone you haven’t [Read More...]
ROAR
By Cinda Stevens Lonsway It began as a whisper, of one woman leaning into the ear of another, “Do you feel it?” she asked. Then whispered to another, “Do you feel it?” and it began to spread, this whisper, from one woman to another, to another, whispering, “Do you feel it? Do you feel it?” [Read More...]
Go to the limits of your longing
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You, sent out beyond your recall, Go to the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like a flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let [Read More...]
My Latest Obsession ~ Frozen Grapes
Yep! I spent Saturday out in nature doing healing ceremony with a group of friends and LuzMa and Fred two young sound healers from Peru. I cannot seem to find words to describe my experience of the day, but when the sun went down, we went inside to share a meal… Suzan (who is part [Read More...]
Precious
Yesterday I saw the movie Precious. It touched me deeper than any movie have done in a very long time. It reminded me of many of the stories I witnessed when I worked as a therapist for teen agers many years ago. It breaks my heart to take in these dark aspects of our humanity, [Read More...]
The Warrior Prayer
By Stuart Wilde Thank you Cynthia Welch for bringing this powerful poem to our Awakening Women community I am what I am. In having faith in the beauty within me, I develop trust. In softness I have strength. In silence I walk with the gods. In peace I understand myself and the world. In conflict [Read More...]
If you want to change the world… love a woman
by Lisa Citore This is what Lisa writes on her website about her poem: “When a fairly spiritual male friend of mine who had finally found and was deepening into committed relationship with his soul mate confided in me he was thinking of being single again, and in the next breath expressed his latest idea [Read More...]
Everything is Waiting for You
Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone. As if life were a progressive and cunning crime with no witness to the tiny hidden transgressions. To feel abandoned is to deny the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely, even you, at times, have felt the grand array; the swelling presence, and [Read More...]
How would your life have been different?
(Photo by Mikaela Larm) Guestblog by Jennifer Wynne How might your life have been different, if, deep within, you carried an image of the Great Mother? And, when things seemed very, very bad, you could imagine that you were sitting in the lap of the Goddess, held tightly… embraced at last And, that you could [Read More...]
The Divine Mother's Game of Hide and Seek
Poem By Malika Shay,RYT,LE I find Her Woven Message Threaded deep Inside the Sacred Dance. She Whispers Through Each strand of My Hair, She Sings In a soft, purring, gentle Voice; Powering Her Fluidity, through my Hips. I Find Her Inside the Golden Shrine of my Chest. Sometimes She plays a Horrific Crescendo Drum, ((( [Read More...]
In our right minds
Take a few minutes to listen to Dale Allen, she is worth listening to!
