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“I remind myself, in order to understand what is happening now, I must be prepared to forget what I have understood before.” Dhyana KJ

My Last Facebook Post

This boy has a beautiful heart. His heart knows how to love. You could even say his heart /knew/ how to love, even before he was born. In the other world (the one we live in before we are born into this one), this boy spent all of his time loving things. Rocks, bugs, trees, …

#dancinginthekitchen

Grief is the space between what you have and what you wish you had

Grief is the space between what you have and what you wish you had. It is a rite of life. Gratitude is the space we make in ourselves in order to receive blessings. Write down what you’re grateful for. Grace is blessing, and the source of blessing. You have no right to it, and yet …

I love the way the night comes on slowly

The deer are already adjusted to it … they have the forest in their bodies … we were coming home from a long walk at dusk … me and the dog … i let her loose, she was eager to be off the leash … in only a moment, she was away, galloping … i …

Your present experience does not contain the full view

Your present experience does not contain the full view of all the prospects of becoming that are available to you in this moment. Like rooms, you see only the door that obscures the realms beyond – shadowy, ecstatic, dull or transformative – no way to know. Therefore, a proper mantra for this life might be …

Artists are lovers

Artists are lovers. They are in love with a kind of reflection of their primal soul that they glimpse when they exert both the capacity and the courage to bridge the distance between longing and longed for. This distance, called pain, is the reason most people aren’t artists, and the reason most artist’s aren’t very …

I know of no happier thing than roasted corn.

There’s this subtle difference between entitlement and gratitude.

GRATITUDE There’s this subtle difference between entitlement and gratitude. Subtle but immense. I think I am working my way out of the one into the other. Like, when good things happen, the meaning I make of it is “Of course it did. That’s the way the universe works.” Conversely, when something doesn’t go my way, …

WOUNDED HEALER

Look at the world and all the ways you are not invited. All the closed doors are churches, and inside, the pain-song of every hungry mouth. As you turn from that coldness into the non-mirrored and ugly portion of your own decay You start to make things from what people think is disgusting and sad …

I feel like I spent my 30s arguing with myself.

I want to write about intimacy. I feel like I spent my 30s arguing with myself. Now, I think I finally have enough awareness to be able to stop decide to allow open presence to listen have a kind of embodied faith in the movements that follow continue to allow embodied presence – soul presence …

Embodying the self – embodying YOUR self, YOUR body – as a priority – is embodying the shadow.

Embodying the self – embodying YOUR self, YOUR body – as a priority – is embodying the shadow. However you were abused, abandoned or rejected, the message to the body-psyche was: not safe to be you. Not here. Not now. Not ok! Today, all the people that trigger you are holding pockets of this original …

A powerful realization that finally landed for me in 2017

A powerful realization that finally landed for me in 2017: I no longer chase people. I used to chase people So badly wanted to be liked wanted to be seen I felt CONVINCED if they only knew me saw my brilliance they would realize they were making a mistake! in not liking me Anyway this …

AMATEUR PROBLEMS

AMATEUR PROBLEMS His only problems are the three devils in his coffee: critic, craver and crowd-pleaser trained like vipers on his craft. If they can’t get him to eat a cookie he’ll eat his own work he’ll not work at all even or offer up swill as fine ale to the bar crowd. Any of …

FORM

We are in the dark about how this works Or even what this is or what works even is Yet with each rotation the vessel comes into view I can feel you and me are making a bigger thing Even though half of me and half of you Is behind the skin feeling too clumsy …

TRUST

TRUST I trust you To follow your love Ply right from wrong To listen I trust you To feel hurt When something Cuts below the tightness I trust you To bring your longing To the cup at the edge Of the world After all you’ve seen Who wouldn’t Trust you With pain? Even so To …

Reflections After Depression Post

I made a really personal post the other day. One part of me is embarassed about it. It generated so much care towards me. A lot more than I imagined it would. I really appreciated this unexpected stream of good will. But I thought the hard part was pressing post. It turns out, the hard …

NOT TO RE-LITIGATE 2017, BUT TO BE CLEAR GOING FORWARD

NOT TO RE-LITIGATE 2017, BUT TO BE CLEAR GOING FORWARD To those of you Republican and Democrat Libertarian and Green Who tell yourselves It’s OK because with Hillary We’d already be at war She is a lot of things Disingenuous, ambitious And yes, a woman But if the bombs fall On Pyongyang and Tehran And …

IF YOU WOULD BE SEED

IF YOU WOULD BE SEED do not rush your fruit you were not planted for markets or profits and not for parades when your time does come and it will let your outer part soften, rot and leather around you eventually the stem will give like a child running off to play with the others …

Depression Post from Facebook

[[ UPDATE: To those people reading this now and feeling concern + care, thank you! I am so blessed to be connected to so many good people. Even just posting this was healing – in some invisible way – and, in the hours and days since, I have availed myself of numerous coffees, walks and …

ADVICE FOR THE NEW

Be now a student of light and learn from crafty masters: How to pull on the thread of being and so glitter as a story everyone knows How to let your relaxation become a hidden engine that invites magic to roost nearby How to regard your shelves of old misidentifications as a library exploding with …

Today I want to give myself love, ease, patience and the knowing that it’s really all OK.

Today I want to give myself love, ease, patience and the knowing that it’s really all OK. Can there just be a Saturday? Even in the evolution of my soul, even in the revolution of the world? Can there just be this breathing, and my belonging to it, as a shell on the beach? For …

Self Knowledge

The more I step into my power lately, the more I have the experience where I find myself realizing – remembering – seemingly for the 1000th time…

I only ever really learn a lesson or “get over something” once I take complete responsibility for the ways I was off in the situation. Once I am able to “give away” my hurt and bear the easy weight of self-responsibility, there’s a fluidness and a sense of rightness that (I am sure) feels a thousand times better than winning at being a victim.

My inner critic runs on psychological fuel made of un-tended

2 quick realizations: 1) I defend my right to be a victim. How hilarious is that?!?! 2) My inner critic runs on psychological fuel made of un-tended, rising emotion. The more I self-parent, negotiate my inner needs, and find emotional expression, the less of a need he has to come out and defend me. When …

The world really is waiting for what you alone know

The world really is waiting for what you alone know and all the ways that you know it. Trying to think will only make the Gods lose interest. You always try to impress people when what’s real has way more nutrition than whatever you can invent. Your only true virtue lies hidden like a geode …

God: You think a lot but you rarely speak to me DIRECTLY.

God: You think a lot but you rarely speak to me DIRECTLY. Me: I know. I should pray more. God: I only speak in prayer. Me: But it scares me, to go on this journey. To make space in my life for true sacred prayer and speech. God: You will go on this journey or …

ADVICE FOR THE WICKED

Give up delicacy Eat hardship This is what will make you strong Decide to face what is dark, wet and strange in your life Deal with what you find on its terms All things have a truth you should know Take comfort in decay Take shelter in story Reside in the harsh stockade of public …

Today I learned that if I want to live my soul awakening …

I feel silly admitting this. Today I learned that if I want to live my soul awakening … … while simultaneously writing about my learning … I actually have to learn and grow every day. It’s funny, this is news to some large part of me. This must be that thing they call humble pie. …

Your only true legacy…

That’s How the Light Gets In

The place we know we are lost or blind is the place we will heal the world through the doorway of our own bitter, lamented poverty, for in that poverty is a kind of blessed innocence and compassion that comes out the other side and into others as divine honey – a sliver of God …

Shine light on everything.

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The Healthy Masculine

The healthy masculine creates a container for growth. The stronger and more clear the container, the wilder and more detailed the flourishing within it. We are in a time of immense growth (feminine) hence there has never been a more pressing need for the healthy masculine. Not to contain it, like it needs to be …

Devotion vs. Enslavement

Men that are trustable get that service is part of the package of being a man, an adult human. They awake to this (initially) bitter truth, and learn to choose a master, proactively, again and again. In everything they do, they are co-creators: of vision, mission, organization, family or community. Their devotion becomes their liberation. …

Praise

My friend died. He had been sick for a while, over a year. It was expected, especially of late. What I didn’t expect was how much I would MISS him. I have been thinking about him every day. Things occur to me, I’ll see something beautiful, a storm cloud, a moth, a blossom, and I’ll …

Bodies

I love bodies. I love curve, curl and crunch. I love breath, and hands, and awakeness, blinking. I love the cool, giving floor along the plain of my foot, finding new terrain in each peach-petal step. I love our heads, our hair, our necks, and the way we extend from here into the beyond here, …

TO WHITE PEOPLE, when a POC points out your privilege, asks you to stop, and you feel hella defensive:

Look, your ancestors’ ancestors’ ancestors’ were close to Native American people of 500 years ago in that they were connected to land and a kind of migration/cyclical/seasonal-as-time geo-temporal spirituality, but something happened and they (your ancestors) got hit with a thought that broke their heart and created the concept of time, and the verb “to …

How to Talk to a Republican

I realize this morning that I can be so judgmental. Often times, I size people up in my head early on in a conversation, and, if I determine they are of x category or y disposition, I file them away in various subcategories under the broader phylum of “beneath me.” This sense of superiority keeps …

For

I just had this revelation. I have been so hung up on going “against” things, standing “against” things, thinking that I was doing the world a favor by standing against the things that are “wrong.” Even after years (years) of reflections from the universe about how this strategy fails to generate results, I persisted. I …

White men

We’re going to have us a little chat. You may not want to yet. That’s fine. I’ll start without you. As my friend Brendan says, “it is long past time” for us to begin this dialogue. What’s the subject you ask? Our privilege. Our blind, inherited, skin-tight, culturally-woven, grief-externalizing, woman-suppressing, nature-fearing, don’t-topple-the-apple-cart-of-our-fragile-hold-on-reality, “grab em by …

Learning

Time in New Mexico with a truly amazing teacher. Learning to put in, feed, and help make something bigger than me. Learning to accept, feel, and metabolize the misunderstood grief that always wants to go to violence and stories of separation and blame. Learning to accept myself and others, all the imperfections and janky situations …

Music

Language is the prison Body is the doorway Music is the gatekey

Parts

I’ve been feeling chaotic lately. Driven. Distracted. Fired up. Depressed. Purposeful. Lost. (sometimes all together, although mostly one at a time) Various versions of up and down. Watching the wheels go round and round. Today I pulled out my mandala. My “map” of my psyche, with all the parts, good, bad and ugly represented. It’s …

Bellows

What I desire are the knowledges of deep places. The fast notes of the brass flute, cold and dry. Like tusk and moon, granite and stem, pollen and polyp. Make a hard thing against my skin. If I will not let things go Then show me they are not enough – what I cling to …

Bees

I came home the other day to find that all of these honey bees had gotten inside. They were buzzing up and down the large windows of the kitchen, trying to get out. Someone had left the back door open, and the nearby Hawthorne tree being in full bloom, some of them must have happened …

More

I am sitting outside, in the evening, enjoying a smoke after a long day. My closed-up eye is bugging me (allergic reaction to comfrey – long story). As the tobacco comes on, I look up at the sky and find a single star, and I hear myself ask this star for a message. “Do you …

Running

How do we compete while staying true? How do we keep up without losing our inner narrative? How do we run without running away? How do we stay relevant? It seems to me that most of us are not setting the terms of our overall narrative. Most of us – myself included – are playing …

Routine

I am thinking of the ways we return to, the paths we beat daily with our foot steps. Whether we go for a morning jog, enjoy a cup of coffee by the window or outside the cafe, or spend those first minutes of the morning reading or meditating. These are the things we do that …

Specialness

I have always felt like I’m special. Maybe everyone does. I mean, when we’re little, we’re all special little ones, aren’t we? It’s a beautiful thing. I think I got my specialness from my Dad. He made me feel special in a particular way. He wrote me a long letter telling me how much he …