November feels: I fucking HATE our modern society. I HATE IT. Everything is completely unsustainable and utterly dysfunctional, and instead of blaming these corrupt systems, we have the tragic audacity to blame each other and even ourselves! You and I are merely pawns in a game played and rigged by the elite few in power. … Continue reading The Power of Grief
Author: Grace Lucille
I Did Not Come Here to Convince You of Anything
I did not come here to convince you of anything I don't sing or write to make the pathways in your brain smootherTo help you think betterOr more precise I did not come here to teach you how to thinkHow to use your mindNor invite you to peer inside my own headAnd rewire the stringsSo … Continue reading I Did Not Come Here to Convince You of Anything
Maybe It’s All Ok
The past two weeks have felt like death. Yesterday I finally came up for air. I am so tired, but relieved. Music and macrame have been my saving grace. I know I'm like 20 years late here, I discovered "Thank U" by Alanis Morissette and I listen to it on repeat and cry. Somehow it … Continue reading Maybe It’s All Ok
What Really Makes You Well?
There is a book on my desk titled"What Really Makes You Ill?"That I bought last month for the hell of itThinking perhaps I could be further enlightenedAs to the inner workings of illnessAnd perhaps further cure myselfBut as I lay here with a sore throatAnd those words are the closest in sightI realize I don't … Continue reading What Really Makes You Well?
The Witch’s Eyebrow
My Scarlett O'Hara bitchy eyebrow has been a mood since 5th gradeBack when I had a major crush on the smart kidAnd he told me I looked like a witchAnd I just didn't know how to handle that information It's hilarious, really,That I objected to his commentWhen clearly,I have always had the makingsOf the local … Continue reading The Witch’s Eyebrow
I am a vessel of Love
8.15.21 What is my role right now?What has my role ever been? Have I ever argued or coerced myself into love and health and acceptance and peace and a life worth living? No. Ok. Then there's no way I could argue or coerce anyone else into such a life worth living either. I release my … Continue reading I am a vessel of Love
why I came here
I am not here to play small.I am not here to regurgitate the same old ideas we've been doing since forever.I am not here to uphold and perpetuate the broken systems we've inherited.I am not here to limit my thinking and curb the outrageously beautiful possibilities that dream through me. Fuck the status quo. Fuck … Continue reading why I came here
There is No Perfect Teacher
The best teachers of my life were poor students of what they taught. Truth came through them regardless and was planted as a seed within me which began to grow and bear fruit. The farmer need not be a perfect individual. He simply needs to sow the seed and Life grows itself. There is no … Continue reading There is No Perfect Teacher
The Example of Helen Schucman
One of the things I find most interesting about A Course In Miracles is that the writer, Helen Schucman, was merely writing down what was being dictated to her by *something else* (assumed to be Jesus). She didn't know what to make of the material as it came to her. She didn't necessarily believe it. … Continue reading The Example of Helen Schucman
Sharing My Knowings
My last post (The Difference Between Knowing and Believing) serves as a foundation for everything else I will be sharing henceforth. There are things I *know*, and I will be writing about them and sharing them because part of my knowing is knowing that I must write and share them. That doesn't mean I always … Continue reading Sharing My Knowings
grace in the night 