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Trust your instincts, your intuition. Every step of the way, feel the earth rise up to meet you. Everything in every moment is a gift...

Please Let Me Love You

During my graduate school years several decades ago, I made the acquaintance of a fellow graduate student - actually, he might have been...

The Freedom of Dance

Sunrise from the Charles Bridge, Prague, Czech Republic I was reminded of the love of dancing, of just letting loose, by way of a...

Emotional Self-Sufficiency

This is a phrase that arose this morning as I was participating in a spiritual practice. It arose naturally…out of the blue, you could...

Reflections Post July 4th

I was watching the fireworks over St. Augustine last night standing next to my older son. We were located on a rooftop of a local...

The Great Panacea

we lose ourselves in the outer glimmer and dance we leave the sanctuary of the heart our essential being that nectar of self recognition...

Mothering

A vast topic…From the queen bee devoting her very existence to the propagation of her young to all manner of species and mammal...

Poetry Serves all of Life

poetry serves all of life from shadowed realms where stones seek refuge in fern and dusk to the nightingale trilling a lonely song from...

Grad School (from my memoir)

Being back in D.C. felt good. I have always enjoyed academia so going back to school was a natural move for me. I moved into a place...

A Post-Rain Moment (June, 2019)

a post-rain moment quiet surrounds me in my enraptured magenta white and dusty pink-orchid colored living room during this mid-day...

The Dirty Fish

Story by Joseph Razon (Slightly!) edited and illustrations by Annie Kiyonaga Once upon a time, in the dark depths of the ocean many...

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