Feeling a body… such a sacred task. To live here in this flesh and feel all of it’s beauty, it’s flaws, the presence of age unfolding. To cast eyes on those parts that don’t measure up, and yet to wear it fully with every step. To wear it naked, clothed, in a bridesmaid dress or … Read more
It’s been awhile since I’ve touched a brush to a page and let my heart spill through color into the world. Sometimes in my Yoga practice I am so taken by the amount of love pressing through me into a vast fullness of stars and people and galaxies, and I wonder why it’s so easy … Read more
What is the last time you took a leap of faith? What does that question even mean? I started writing a blog weeks ago, that I will finish sometime, about how I learned and learn to love my body. THAT, in this culture, is a leap of faith. To believe that every hair on my … Read more
I can’t imagine how much beauty must exist in this world. It’s overflowing. How can we miss it, ever? I know we do miss it often, just don’t see it in the most mundane of places, but how can that be? A paradise of misery and love and curiosity acting through every form we encounter… … Read more
And so different. Who is that me? Who goes through all of that, and still stays the same? What is this spark that animates us unchanged despite the madness, the beauty, the brutality, the impossibility, the raw fresh possibility, the walking through fear and ceremony, and remains the same?