Sometimes it’s a chocolate and Netflix and biscuits and duvet or too many cigarettes sort of day. We allow ourselves the luxury of not being the positive, proactive person that we were taught was the only sort of person that was worthy of love. We allow ourselves to softly and tenderly accept the invitation to sink into our lazy, sadness and pull a warm velvet blanket of deep rest around our weary hearts. We don’t always have to be shiny and bright...
Last night I was watching an action movie and noticed how the basis of the story-line was similar to so many other films that are all about action, adventure and the current paradigm of what it is to be a man. In short the story-line was that the man loses his woman (usually in extremely unpleasant circumstances) and without the love of his life he becomes a lone wolf that is obsessed by his work which usually involves inflicting pain...
We live in a society that insists that we should strive for happiness and this is a valid aspiration but what we are not told is that in order to experience happiness we must also experience sadness. To deny half of the rich landscape of human emotions is to deny life. Until we fully surrender to the duality and polarity of this earth realm we cannot know unity and Oneness. We came here to experience a rich blend of what...
The brambles, with their spiky tendrils now offer their sweet blackberries too. Which will you choose? What path will you take now that you have arrived here? What treasures of heart and mind have you harvested these long summer days? What roads have you traveled with sunshine and rain, through the labyrinth of thoughts and emotions? Who are you now that you were not, before these summer moons had passed? The adventure of this being human unfolds as we feel the turning of our leaves...
I feel it rising in me as I deepen my rewilding. My embracing of my humanness, the earthiness, the darkness deep within the earth is within me too and it is welcome for it will not be denied. It has not always been this way for me and so as I change, I see this changing and rising in brothers that I know too. I am witnessing this masculine energy being purified in women also. Beneath the thin veneer...
What we perceive with our five senses of touch, smell, sight, taste and hearing is just the very tip of the ice-berg. There is much more ‘going on,’ much more data available in each moment than we can experience with the limitations of these human senses even though they are miraculous in themselves. If you need evidence of this just consider a bird on the lawn listening for the movement of worms beneath the surface. We can’t hear what...
