Our capacity for love can never be greater than our willingness for risk
The beauty of a journey is in the steps, the pace, the scenery, not even necessarily in the final destination. Funnily enough, sometimes the destination changes with the journey. I love setting my own pace. Sometimes I’m sprinting with adrenaline rushing through my veins and other times I’m just wandering. I can take all the time I want or all that I need. I don’t really know which is happening until it is happening. Continue reading “The Light that I AM”
When I was a kid my mother always said that we should always try to leave things as we found them, if not in better state than they were. I’ve been thinking about this lately. Continue reading “Better”
I love the the ocean, I always have. I find it beautiful and mysterious but also inherently part of me. I was always a “fish” or “water baby”. So much of the imagery I have of it in my head presents metaphors for my life and that, in itself, I find comforting and exciting all at once. Somehow it soothes our wounds, yet inspires awe and adventure. Continue reading “The Captain and the Compass”
Recently I have been thinking about the Shadow self, or rather, in the continuing quest to for self awareness, the acceptance of our darkest parts. I find this very interesting but also confronting. There are things I know now that we can never gain from others no matter how long we search for them. Continue reading “Dancing with Shadows, Tripping the Light”
“No was her name, No was the Lion that no-one could tame……..but No kept her name, No got so quiet she put out her flame….”
I love this lyric, it’s wildly free and beautifully heartbreaking all at the same time.
Introspectively, this has been a big year for me. I have always questioned myself; what am I doing? Where am I going? Am I doing enough? Can I do more, be more?
Sometimes the universe picks you up and puts you on your arse. Your world falls apart. The only thing you can do is wait for the dust to settle and start again. But how? The old ways no longer apply and the time has come to figure out your own way, your own path and most of all your own self. Lost and without a map. Continue reading “Emergence and Letting Go”
