On Twitter the other day, someone wrote, "I wanna hear from healers and energy workers. What are y'all sensing and getting from this time we are in? What are you grasping from the cosmos is really happening?" (The emphasis in that question is mine) The floodgate opened with "karmic justice" and "the earth moving into... Continue Reading →
I don't know when it was I ran out of space for outrage. I can't remember if there was a singular sudden clap of thunder-like something or whether love just seeped in through all the cracks. I do remember thinking that, when I finally noticed, my brain went to "Something is wrong with me. Maybe... Continue Reading →
As folks, particularly those in the metaphysically-minded marketplace, try to help others make sense of the current state of the world and find some meaning (read market), there is one one myth that keeps resurfacing like herpes. Like the other gift that keeps on giving, it can cause great unseen harm and reinforces fears... Continue Reading →
There is a line in Susan Kidd's "The Invention of Wings": How does one know the voice is God's? Perhaps it was my own voice? Does it matter? As I read this book and the journey of a burgeoning female abolitionist in it, I think about the parallels between the character, Sarah, and I.... Continue Reading →
Photo by Kat Jayne on Pexels.com The grief we are feeling is not the private sort. That exists but this is not it. What we are feeling is a shared grief; felt across continents, cultures, and for some, time. It's resonance has always been there. However, now, with less to filter it through your busy... Continue Reading →
Today is the anniversary of Marvin Gaye's death. I was 14, getting ready for school and heard the news on my radio. And I lost my shit. It wasn't that he 'just died', I didn't have that kind of attachment. It was that his father killed him. It was the immediate knowledge that parents... Continue Reading →
I have never born false witness. My relationships with those things that others cannot see are my devotion and I can't lie to them or about them. And where they weave me into the physical world--either through the power of prayer or an 'accidental' meeting--it is always outside the boundaries of 'our way' but directly... Continue Reading →
Forgive my cynicism but the notion that the United States (or any state’s) government can effectively intervene or investigate the causes and solutions for Missing and Murdered Indigenous women is utter horseshit and an exercise in hypocrisy. On November 26, President Donald J. Trump signed an executive order creating a White House task force on... Continue Reading →
Oh, Child. You are not just a child of God. You are the answer to aeons of prayer. You were made this way before breath brought you to life. Spider woman and thread weavers from realms you've not yet met answered the prayers of Ancients and made you. Your normal is not theirs Your normal... Continue Reading →
