Pardon the bleeding heart. Mercury’s in retrograde…again. But sincerely, the essence of all healing is finding our way back to Love. We can’t love anyone or anything, until we figure out how to love ourselves. Whether it was brutal, gruesome trauma, or the subtle erosion of moving from a secure and nourishing childhood into the…Read more Heart to Heart
faith
Wondering
Or, is being trauma-informed the essence of enlightened Love, which is what some of us call God? But first, a little context. Back in the late 90’s two white, male doctors conducted a study out of Kaiser-Permanete and essentially discovered an irrefutable link between childhood adversity and adult health outcomes. The study, Adverse Childhood Experiences,…Read more Wondering
Vida
Providence Provide Vida Life e I will endlessly transform myself in the undying light of your Love ~ Love is the driving force behind everything He does. ~ 1 Corinthians
Solstice
Hurting ourselves or hurting others is a knee-jerk reaction to being hurt. Survival reflex til we wake up, take the reigns and say: Enough. Only to discover that’s not enough either. Solstice under a full moon is a good time for releasing the need to hurt and replace it with Love. How many times do…Read more Solstice
What If
“There is freedom waiting for you On the breezes of the sky And you ask ‘What if I fall?’ Oh but my darling, What if you fly?” -Erin Hanso Surrendering to change in the midst of this global eclipse. Aligning with my intention for this year, Ease; the hardest lesson we’ll ever learn is giving…Read more What If
Fed
Exed Up The antithesis of starvation How can we blame ourselves for failing to find something we’ve never had? I tasted you once Fleeting Ivory sheets Fluttered in the warmth of the Son’s unconditional love Between revolving doors, beds and episodes of fiery violence Something sweet like Christ and apple pie on late Sunday mornings…Read more Fed
Divisible
The first dream Where I saw you approach Love silently smothered In the yellow booster Seated at the wrong side of An unfinished Turn table Leveled by legless arms Hoisting a sword It's over my head If only I were paralyzed Could you see The slicing nightmare Piercing guiltless bread Forever divided Between all your…Read more Divisible
Vessels of Light
Many moons ago I had an art show in an actual gallery. Truth be told, one of my very dear professors from college opened their own gallery. Me? But I'm not...The opportunity felt like a gracious, encouraging favor. This professor also helped me realize my career and gave me hypnotherapy to overcome my fear of…Read more Vessels of Light
Arms Length
When the apples Leaves And branches Have been insatiably devoured And there's nothing left to take You lean Frozen against the rigid stumps Who give pants, whimpers, howls From what remains? Blown out veins and petrified trust Hungry doormats Objectified Devoting at your feet Praying for the vacant pat Of hollow Apologetics "now, let us…Read more Arms Length
Leaving the Palace
When young Buddha snuck out of the palace to see what life was like for us mere mortals, he freaked out. He saw all the awful parts of life he’d been sheltered from his entire, young, privileged life. Kind of like what’s happening now for privileged people who’ve never had limitations forced on them by…Read more Leaving the Palace
