There’s a light As I walk slowly down hallways you show it to me As I float above earth you pull it away to draw me back into the fray I see it again when I’m back on my feet I feel it again when the voice in a song reverberates throughout every cell in my body When I’m touched by the living, the embodied There is a light that knows nothing of duality it is a spectrum, it is … [Read more...] about There’s a Light
Nobody is Coming
Nobody is coming. If there was ever a lifelong lesson for me, that would be it. During today’s afternoon meditation it hit me like a ton of bricks – what this thing is that has been burying me and shutting me down, turning me off, making me go cold, pushing me to abandon life, to abandon friends and jobs and literally everything I’ve ever done or dreamed of. It pushed tears from my eyes, then … [Read more...] about Nobody is Coming
Growing Pains
Sometimes your heart opening can feel like it’s breaking. Try not to confuse the two. A slow, deliberate pulling apart of the fibers that hold it together is just like the stretching and strengthening of a muscle: there are millions of minor tears along the way and a rickety dull ache in order to get to the newly expanded, sturdier you. Sometimes your heart opening can feel like it’s … [Read more...] about Growing Pains
A Single Woman’s Manifesto: Dear God Let This Be My (First and) Last
Somehow I always knew it would end up this way. Even as a little girl I had this threateningly ominous sense about the single thirty-something star of whatever Romantic Comedy was being imposed upon me at the moment. I feared being her – the perpetual ‘party of one’ at friend’s weddings – and yet I just knew I had no choice but to succumb to my fate. I hated the idea of having kids when I was … [Read more...] about A Single Woman’s Manifesto: Dear God Let This Be My (First and) Last
Afterglow
Do we continue to bask in the afterglow Long after we know it’s over and done Do we need someone to light it up To burn it up again inside Until there’s nothing left to hide No pride, no flickers lingering Of someone come and gone How long do we bask in the memory A glance, a chance, The thought of one more dance For the reason of pure connection Or simply that of quick reflection A … [Read more...] about Afterglow