Los Angeles. It is all so much. So much grief, so much destruction, so much devastation. An almost unbearable amount of intensity to conceive of, imagine, or hold. So many lives, businesses, schools, nursing homes, hospitals, families, communities – shattered, obliterated, and decimated in the span of 6 days. How can my heart, my body, …
I got what I wanted. Exactly what I longed for. At the precise moment that I wanted it. Wow. Life is amazing. I am amazing. Who has ever had the opportunity to say those words? Seems like desires are somewhat more mysterious than that. Somewhat less generous. We get what we want long before we …
There is a part of creation that hurts. That could seem humiliating. Or embarrassing. Creation is … chaotic. Feminine. Co-operating with forces, more than rules. Raw. Risky. Fueled by passion. Making no sense, sometimes. Choosing into a living, breathing truth that may be utterly unrecognizable to others. I had my ass blown every-which-way-wide open …
Beyonce, Paris, and the messy truth of creation. Read More »
I am writing from a small café on the Champs-Elyseés, soaking in the final moments of my time in Paris (pics below!). After four days together in this breathtaking city, we just completed the graduation session for the Creation Course, and I’m overflowing. Overflowing with pride, with joy, and with volumes of gratitude. These women …