The Library | Dream.

The writing’s on the table and he saw you there before … pulled up a seat for the unbound and humiliated whore. Or they said, as you walked red-faced down the aisle, saturated with books and wisdom beyond their tattered piles of waste and haste and everything that stuck like glue in world where they…

Note to Self – Let Not One.

Allow yourself to climb from the darkness and embrace light. Let not one tell you when you are standing on sacred ground and have healed. Decades are enough dear, and it is now time to wipe away the dust and ashes, and to reveal the beauty in your scars that have healed over. You have…

Reiki – Let’s Get Real.

I have never once experienced a Reiki session that didn’t leave me with a feeling of complete and utter peace. I have had distant, hands-on, hands-off. I shook in some, cried in others and saw visions or have heard messages in all. Since some of you may not be familiar with Reiki, let me just…

Hold Your Ground.

Yesterday, I had an odd experience at a Chakra Healing Meditation session that took place in a historic town among boulders and a river deposited from the last ice-age. I arrived 45 minutes early and chatted it up with the owner of the shop. He is intuitive and knew I had a vision board up…

The Edge.

I’ve been through it. We all have. Haven’t we? Jesus, I swear living as a human being has been our hardest trick to pull off. I’ve set out since day one to pave an easier road for those that have experienced extreme states and for those that will sooner or later endure it. I literally…

Be Like a Tree.

When do we cut ties with trauma, folks? I mean, when do the pep talks stop and when does the real healing begin? Can we even claim that we have been healed from something without judgement? So many of us, myself included, either are or have been so accustomed to trauma and those feel-good stints…

Knock, Knock.

Passion calls us forth into action. Passion evolves. Passion moves. Passion simmers until it boils. Passion strives. Passion pushes. Passion changes. Passion pokes and prods. Passion speaks. Passion walks through its own flames, screaming loud enough to be heard. But, passion also calls us to rest. revive or recoup … long enough to digest.  This…