Push: Exert force Pushti: Confirmation A potted plant can only grow as large as its container. Denied proper opportunities to expand, it will eventually begin to shrivel up and die as its roots are starved of nourishment and the space to flourish. In my kitchen, you can't open the fridge and the drawer at the…Read more Push-ti
Shrink Rap
“Anybody who can move, can dance.” -Norma Canner
“It’s the mind that makes the body.”-Sojourner Truth
Love Notes
This is not an invitation to ‘good vibes only’. Choosing to actively Love, as a verb, is the hardest work we, as spiritual beings attempting to have a human experience, will ever do. Turning each other into verbal and physical punching bags through jokes, passive aggressive insults, degrading comparatives, volatile threats and reactive headlines is…Read more Love Notes
Dharma Snacks
My therapist said I looked like Carole King today. (Therapists have therapists.) Now I can’t stop singing, ‘I wanna be home again and feeling right.’ Is enlightenment ‘home’? Are we ‘home’ if we rent? Is home a person, place or thing? Listened to part of a dharma talk this morning on Right Desire...repressed wants and…Read more Dharma Snacks
Authenticate
Authenticate: Prove to be true or genuine Validate Verify In the quest for survival we strive to prove, validate and verify that we are. All my atoms have miraculously gathered themselves into the solid mass of a walking, talking, conscious being. I think I've come together quite nicely, incidentally. What additional proof do they need…Read more Authenticate
Mental Health Matters
A few of weeks ago I did an interview with the lovely, Dr. K.E Garland on Escapsim for her new series: Mental Health Matters. If you haven’t checked out her site, I highly recommend you do. Thanks again Kathy. via Mental Health Matters: Escapism with Elizabeth Fitzgerald, LPC https://youtu.be/IwQG_OKV-g8 And here's a link to her…Read more Mental Health Matters
Mal Nuit
The smell of the sheets gave her away. She's a stripper. (I love my sisters) Why are we in her bed? There's no where else to sleep. It could hardly be called a bed, though this was sadly, infuriatingly familiar. A mattress pad on the floor of some glorified closet. Had I learned nothing? Had…Read more Mal Nuit
Fire Bird
Swallow the son Shine Your sin is not my shade Fly Ignited alive On paper This trauma mastery is a dime bag of bull shake Holy Shit! For Fox sake Your fragile egos Eat sensationalized lies For breakfast, lunch and Donner Inglorious gluttony Insatiable beasts Running at break neck speed A spectrum of death Walking,…Read more Fire Bird
Drop in the Ocean
Hue manatees See cows? Think you can break my art With horror stories Of motel swine exchanges For ass and cash The please we leave behind paintings, Suicide notes Of still lives Harbors Resentment Rent the price we pay For fear of never becoming who we were destined to be I will be the answer…Read more Drop in the Ocean
Imitating Art
Healing is the process of exchanging one kind of pain for another. Here's to celebrating the pain, warmth, grief and love of the blinding light; birth, death and resurrection. Kyle and I spent the day recreating this painting: "You didn’t understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure. I am essence. I am…Read more Imitating Art
Good Mourning
I used to get so mad at Buddhism and obviously still fight with most of my daily devotions. Buddha and Jesus, just laughing and taking naps while the world is killed to death by assholes and germs. Incidentally, those two things appear to be closely related. Hey guys! What the heck are we supposed to…Read more Good Mourning
