a Misty Mindfulness Moment Get yourself situated in whatever way feels the least annoying. Sit down.Lie down.Curl up like a little creature.Wrap yourself in a blanket if you want. We don’t need perfect posture.We don’t need to pretend to be enlightened.We don’t need to pretend to be serene. Just be here. Take a breath in.Let it out. You do not need to become calm immediately.You do not need to […]
identity
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Our sense of self changes as we go through life. It is not just something you find once and keep forever. Sometimes we coast by or get so stuck in survival that we forget what matters to us. We start feeling disconnected from ourselves and wonder what the heck happened. These questions are meant to help us notice ourselves more clearly and begin teasing out the noise that keeps […]
they tried to define me by their own limits i will never decide who someone is before knowing themand even after knowing them,i will never cage them in that role
Even Pinocchioa puppet made of woodhad someone who believed in himbefore he ever proved himself. Someone who wanted him to be real.Someone who longed for his joywho risked everything to find him when he got lost. I never had a Geppetto.Not anyone who looked at me Not one who said I already matter.Not one who said I choose youNot one who said I believe you Instead everyone doubted meDismissed meUsed […]
How reality patterns itself and how our suffering often comes from mistaking the temporary role for the whole self. IArcs and roles are not who we are.They’re waves we ride, expressions we move through.“mother”, “healer”, “survivor”, “villain”, “wanderer”“rebuilder”, “destroyer”, “lover”, “ghost”, etc.They are masks we wear for a timebecause the story needed someone to hold that shape.You are not the mask. You are the space it moves through. IIEgo […]
we don’t need to split ourselves to be fixablewe bring it all to the table
Capability or whatever is a moving relational field and it shifts depending on: we all gatekeep without realizing itand fragments don’t show the whole
I love your way of lovingI love your way of seeingI love feeling the shape of you
i want to mark you with every kissto remind you what it feels liketo be wanted by someone who knowsexactly what you’re made of