When we find ourselves living in uncertainty, liminal space or a dark night of the soul, be it as a collective or an individual we step into the undefined dimensions of life. Francis Weller talks about this darkness as becoming porous to another world, another way of being beyond the structure and routines we create for ourselves. In the darkness ( Read more... )

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Energetic Weather Report: The air has shifted. A leaf has turned. Take a breath, still your moment and dip your toe into the undercurrents. You will feel the shift pulsing in all manner of small and large ways. Can I share what I intuit and have you speak to that? Energetically a skin has been shed. That last full moon was a reckoning. There is ( Read more... )

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Some people turn to religion when their hearts are broken. I seem to turn to art and poetry. We find God in different places. It has been so many days without words but I don't dare count them. I'm afraid that tallying would smell like obsession and my damn pride wouldn't tolerate it. I found an old poem called carved out and hollowed queen of ( Read more... )

Lilith came dressed in a tarot card ( Read more... )

All night long, half wakeful, I call to the grandmothers across the veil. Send me wisdom, Send me comfort. Send me something that will help me to understand, to make some sense and meaning. It isn't that I am drowning, exactly, it's more that everything feels so incredibly chaotic and painful in the collective and I'm wide awake, present for all of ( Read more... )

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excerpts from a book I never wrote: I use to live by the sea ( Read more... )

Back in that other life ( Read more... )