Moving into a new place requires way more preparing than I had initially thought. Here I am just over a week into the new place, my daughter is at school, allowing me to spend the morning being in my head while watching the 1982 cult film, Koyaanisqatsi, directed by Godfrey Reggio (music composed by Philip Glass).
The film’s title, a Hopi term meaning “life out of balance,” was described by Reggio as a depiction of humanity and technology’s relationship. He says:
“…everything exists within [technology]. It’s not that we use technology, we LIVE technology. …
If you have spent any time in a spiritual community, you’ve probably heard the term “woke” or “awakening” being spritzed around like a bottle of your grandmother’s perfume. It seems to fit in with what you’ve come to know as spirituality, yet it knocks you off your feet as you get a strong whiff. This phrase has for so long been a part of my personal vocabulary, but recently I have been coming to different understanding of it. …
As I sit here listening to a recording of your voice I feel the void in my heart
The tears strolling down my cheeks
This must be sadness.
As the background rings with one of our favorite tunes adding to the milieu of our discussion
My body screams with pain from the loss of your presence
This must be sorrow.
As thoughts of our relationship come up in my mind’s eye; things said and unsaid, feelings felt and rejected
The doubt and uncertainty boils to the surface
This must be regret.
As your laughter and sarcasm stream through my earbuds pulling me back to a time that seems so far ago
The remembering of connection tingles my skin
This must be…
Anger. Resentment. Denial. Depression.
The loss of mine. The loss of mind.
Perhaps there is no difference.
This must be…
Cannabis seems to get a bad rap, despite the legalization of it across Canada and many of the States down south. I remember when our Prime Minister, Justin Trudeau, was announcing the legalization of cannabis as part of his platform. It would seem he managed to get that done! Props to him!
This post isn’t about politics though. It is really about highlighting some of the important pieces that Cannabis can bring into society. Having worked in mental health as a psychiatric nurse for over 10 years, I have seen cannabis being abused and misused, which many times has led…
The Earth Goddess / Mother Nature is a beautiful representation of the feminine.
Looking at her exquisite beauty and rough edges that mirror the vastness of woman.
Amongst her glistening, green leaves and tall trunks. The birds nestled in their nests. The abundance of fruits hanging for them to dine on. What seems like perfection.
But below on the forest floor are the remnants of ages passed. Rotten wood and twisted branches broken in two. Insects galore.
The duality of her is like that of my own femininity. The graciousness that moves in my hips and waist as I walk…
It is our human instinct to want to connect. To others. To our Self. To our purpose. To something greater than us.
It is in our nervous system — the reptilian brain is about survival. How can we ensure our greatest good? What do we need to do to survive the dangers that lurk in the shadows?
The thing is — this need to belong and survive is so programmed into you that you may find it challenging to take the necessary steps forward in life:
🌟𝐓𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞
This was inspired from a dream I had. Going to channel that sexual energy into some creativity for you lovely readers.
The masculine goes down on me.
Treating me like the Goddess I am.
I take it.
Grabbing at the back of his neck.
Pulling him into my wetness.
The pleasing grunt vibrating from his mouth against my clit.
The sensations of heat traveling throughout my body.
The tension moving up into full body pleasure.
My hand at his hair, gently pulling, I arch my back. Shoulders and hips pushing into the mattress.
The desire continues, yet the uncertainty of…
As my heart is healing from a recent “break up” of a long term relationship, I am coming to many realizations about how powerful of a creator I am. The first realizations came to me as I sat at his dining room table that fateful day of endings. That being the last time I saw his face, it really stands in my mind the remembrance of my desires manifesting in our relationship over the years we were together.