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
healing
When Divine Meets Human
There are many reasons to be happy and many reasons to be unhappy. I'm still hormonal crazy lady half the time, easily triggered and still sensitive as fuck. But when I'm good these days... I'm REALLY good. The shifting was intense, and the rewards are immense. I promised to myself that if I ever got … Continue reading When Divine Meets Human
Burning the Past
"I should burn all my old journals." I only wish I could backtrack and remember what thoughts led to this one. The thought swelled so large and overtook my brain that all other thoughts were totally swallowed up and forgotten. Perhaps it was one of those rare moments of divine interruption, when the guidance you … Continue reading Burning the Past
The Whole Self
I have tried to fit into the countless boxes of others' experiences. I have divided myself into countless pieces that would fit into those countless boxes. All of me will not fit into someone else's box. So I cut off the small part that will… …over and over again, with each small box of someone … Continue reading The Whole Self
Projections of the Past
This post continues the themes of Strike the Root and We're more alike than different. Last night I came across more commentary about the youth taking a stand to demand gun reform. And I felt so conflicted. I find myself really wanting to support their efforts because how can you deny them? How can you get in the … Continue reading Projections of the Past
the pains of the past
Do the pains of the past ever stop hurting? Does one ever "get over" anything? Is there a way to process something to where it never again rises up and seeks to destroy you? I go through this process every cycle and now it's just starting to feel like torture. Because it's the same old … Continue reading the pains of the past
The Therapeutic Value of Art and Music
This morning I learned that Eric Church, a musician I respect and admire, was a headlining act of the Route 91 Harvest Festival in Las Vegas, where over 50 people were killed and over 500 were injured during a mass shooting early this week. Eric Church wrote a song afterwards with haunting lyrics asking, "Why … Continue reading The Therapeutic Value of Art and Music
