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Maybe it’s Animals
If speaking with humans means me being tired and sick then maybe it’s animals, trees, rivers and rocks that I am called to work with instead. That’s what came to me yesterday. That’s where I’m at right now. Wondering what will come next. And if it is animals, how does that equate to ‘working’? is…
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I Feel So Stupid
Contribution Regret, I think I’ll call it, or maybe Participation Rue. Any way I describe its headline there’s a remorse at having opened my mouth for some community gathering or another and it pains me not to be able to erase myself from the map of all that is… and yet, I’m completely at home…
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When I Forget What I Know
Somehow I feel like if I have it all written down then it will make more sense and may even have a bigger impact on my everyday life. But even when I do get part of the process done there’s too much to remember in one go or too much to be able to recall…
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Days I Feel I Don’t Have Anything To Offer
On Days That I Don’t Feel I Have Anything To Offer … I just have that feeling. I just keep going into and onto whatever else is showing up for me to keep going onto and into. It’s not some special trick to get to some special state of awareness or energy that suddenly lifts…
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Heaven-round, Earth-square.
In gaitian technology, only Earth has corners. Heaven is round. I love this open circle that exists around all-that-is. I am drawn to its beauty, to its simple calm horizon where there is only talking and no sound.
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Is it true?
I knew that it would happen eventually. People would start talking in my language and I would either feel grateful to be alike or annoyed to be sharing the light-space. Right now, I’m feeling a bit of both and everything in between. I could say that’s mostly b/c the people I’m hearing it from are…
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Begin Again
So much of my life seems to be spent starting again, I take it that’s my specialty – starting over. I’ve done it so many times I’m a natural. In fact, I’m not sure there’s a time it didn’t happen. Even my counselling degree was […]
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Maybe it’s better I don’t show up
All I have to say will end symbolically, in language that does not compute in the circle of integrated consciousness while I’m out here, on the edge, wondering how to welcome in the dark stormy night for its own sake, for its true beauty, as its willing subject.
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I have no idea what I’m doing
I just keep doing what I’m told and following my instructions and there I am, in the middle of it, being me, with no idea what I’m doing.
