Category: kindness
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Rapid Rebirth pt. 3
My daughter, Liana, arrived at 2:54 in the morning, on September 7, 2018, less than three hours from the start of contractions. According to the American Pregnancy Association, rapid labor is characterized by labor that can last as little as three hours, also known as precipitous labor. I had never heard of this term prior…
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Dear me,
I hope one day you realize your worth. That one day you can look in the mirror and love yourself for no other reason aside from unconditional love. I hope one day you feel courageous enough to say the word no without attaching any guilt to it. And perhaps you’ll understand that guilt is a…
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My love
She shows compassion as she hugs me when I say I’m not feeling well. She makes me laugh with funny jokes, looks, comments, and dance moves. She cuddles me every night before she falls asleep. She’s intuitive and knows when she’s had enough. She understands me when I speak and sometimes responds without words. She…
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Uncharted territory
I often forget how our bodies are naturally in sync with the seasons. There are periods throughout the year where my body begs for activity and there are moments when it begs for stillness. Right now I’m somewhere in between. Some days my mind wants the movement and my body doesn’t care to keep up.…
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Home practice
After one of the very first yoga classes I ever took, I heard the teacher talking to a student about cultivating a home practice. I had never heard of that term before and I tried to make sense of it for a couple of years. While I was certain that it meant practicing yoga at…
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Dark poetry
We are so quick to close the door after an experience. We allow the small details to fester and disintegrate within our own bodies and minds. But why not keep that door open and allow others to see in? Why not allow others to watch the unfolding and unraveling? Not because I think it’s important…
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Fight, flight, or freeze
I’m relentlessly tossed around in the rush of a wave pool (constructed by my own choices) begging for the machine to turn off. Lifeguards watch from the sidelines, mistaking my fearful face with a face of adrenaline. I want to get out. I can’t gain my footing even though the ground isn’t far from my…
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Limited language
There are times when I want to claw my skin off. Not necessarily to get rid of the skin that I wear but more so to release what I feel is trapped inside. I have found that words cannot properly express what it is that I’m trying to convey, and because of that I feel…
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Alternative storytelling #8
In all honesty, I am speechless when it comes to trees. Enjoy these pictures of trees in the Pacific Northwest & happy Sunday. **all photos were taken by me**View post to subscribe to site newsletter.
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Alternative storytelling #7
Rocky terrain. **all photos were taken by me**View post to subscribe to site newsletter.
The Sacred Body 