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
It’s time to recognize the face that I so often hide, the revelation of my beauty that cannot be missed when I give everything to that forward bend. Everything inside me shaking, longing, aroused, exhausted, strong, steady, loving in ways that blow the world wide open.
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?
What is sustainable? Is it making a trendy decision to buy the hybrid, instead of driving your old car and trying to get the very most use of it as possible? Is it buying bamboo pants, or buying pants from the thrift store, or not shopping for new pants until you really really need them? Is it my responsibility to live up to my ideals all the time? How can I even begin? How to unwash my brain from all these years of being groomed to consume?