Writings

As I pour out my depths into words I feel beautiful, intimate and courageous. As if life itself dances through me, asking for its story to be told. Thoughts and experiences arrive in waves, bringing gifts from the limitless ocean of existence. When we read the words thus written, the proverbial waters of another create ripples in our own, and so we travel, together, back to the ocean.


One task

Last night I dreamed. I was in a large workshop space, light wooden floors, colourful textiles with inspiring quotes on the walls. A circle of people, including myself, sitting on sturdy pillows. A teacher standing in the… Continue reading One task

Imagine sex

Parts of me are shaking as I start this piece. Feels like the most vulnerable thing I’ve ever written, while also being seriously crooked, bumpy and weird. Much like the process of sexual awakening itself. First, a… Continue reading Imagine sex

Death-bringer

Looking at the women in our dance circle, I took a slightly trembling bow to signal my willingness to embody a Goddess for them. A little nervous, I set my intention to simply hold witness to the… Continue reading Death-bringer

What is love?

On a chilly November morning in 2012, I was sitting silently on the floor of a cozy attic. The rain rattled on the windows, offering a steady melodic backdrop to our self-awareness training. Mindfulness is all the… Continue reading What is love?

It is our light

The new moon just passed, reminding me of the practise I adopted a few months ago. One thought, one action, one moon. Little by little, this practice has changed my life with each cycle.  It’s quite simple.… Continue reading It is our light

Forgiven

She stepped up to the podium. The woman who had agreed to dance my dance. To mirror my truth and help me see myself more clearly. She took a breath, a bow. Her hands moved… then her head.… Continue reading Forgiven

The void in us

Have you met the place inside you that stays empty, no matter what you try?The place that’s always uncomfortable and home to a selection of various fears? I call it the void inside me. The crater that… Continue reading The void in us

Believing God

God had an odd place in my upbringing. Something each of us thought about, but rarely mentioned. I grew up on Christian fairy tales about the Man who lived in Heaven, who created the World and all… Continue reading Believing God

Making peace

All children want to live in a peaceful world. I know I did.  Throughout my life I’ve been grateful for that. I’ve even felt guilty for the privilege. Not every child in this world is as lucky… Continue reading Making peace