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Is it Bad?

Nothing is bad unless you think its bad. Tuh. The above statement didn’t come from out of my face. Trust. It came through a talk that minister and spiritual author Mary Morrissey gave at Agape International SpiritualCenter one fine Sunday morning. I wasn’t in the mood to hear it, if I’m honest. But it stuck with me. Mary Morrissey didn’t make such things up either. She too had heard it in a talk many moons before she had even thought to begin her journey as a New Thought minister. She said,...

Earth Werk.

Earth Werk is tricky work. The trickiest.Each of us, supposedly, are here to learn something and to grow ourselves.We’re also here to teach something and give of our gifts, talents and capacities. But we don’t do it by ourselves. We have to do whatever WERK we’re here to do, whilst also managing and/or navigating (read: hide from) the idiosyncrasies of other people–who don’t oft share our goals. Just like school. Earth school. It feels like that sometimes doesn’t it? With all our cliques,...

Other Plans…

Around the same time I learned of Star Uncle Anthony Bourdain’s passing, I was looking at a picture of a FB friend’s grandson being born. She’s a Prince fan’s Prince fan, and was musing about what a boon it would have been if her new lil’ man had been born on Star Uncle Prince’s birthday. “But he had other plans”, she said. But he had other plans. That phrase stuck to my awareness like a gum wrapper at the bottom of my purse. Tuh. We sometimes look at people who appear to be living life’s...

I’m Home.

Hey you. I know. It’s been a loooooooongtime. I’ve had my reasons. Rather, instructions. I had a lot of healing to do. Unpacking. Unlearning. Re-imagining what my life could be. Again. It’s been a process. Iwanted to write. I tried. There were many moments I sat in this chair (or one similar) and began to begin to write something. I’ve had pockets of flourishes, but they were short-lived. There were grandiose thoughts that clinked around in my awareness. Ideas I wanted to flesh out that just...

Day 1|| The Blueprint

Part 1|| Release My initial intention was for this year’s fast/journey to be public–so a bunch of us could “Unleash the Star People Within”– together. However, as the months/weeks/days caught up to today, I realized that in order to include folk outside of me in this gorgeous unfoldment, Imma need something more than a 1 sheet and some recipes. So I did as spirit guided, took my new moon bath last night, set my highest intentions for this month and change, made my @bevegan__ herbal infusion...

Toxic People

Toxic people don’t know that they’re toxic. They swim in their ugliness that they mistake as pretty. It’s tragic, really. Their love is fear. Their compliments, complaints. They see the entire world through clouded eyes and hear through muddled ears. Toxic people walk the planet with all their years, dead weight around their ankles-wondering-screaming really-at the sky—-“why can’t I fly?” They sleep in invisible coffins. Eyes wide shut, so even in death, they won’t get got. Woundedness is...

I am Whole.

  You are all things. Denying, rejecting, judging or hiding from any aspect of your total being creates pain and results in a lack of wholeness. -Joy Page   Living […]

Queen’s Log: The Bitter Ones

The Bitter Ones Judgement is funny. It’s based on the idea that you get to have scorn, and maybe even contempt for me for doing or having done the exact […]

Queen’s Log: 2/22/2017

The Bitter Ones Judgement is funny. It’s based on the idea that you get to have scorn, and maybe even contempt for me for doing or having done the exact […]

Queen’s Log: Million Pound Clouds

  I miss writing. I miss having, rather, creating the space to speak my heart to an oft invisible audience just for the sake of having my life witnessed. I […]