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EVERY EARTH DAY

Forget time, granddaughter

At least your human sense of it

Instead, remember cycles

 

Experience moves in cycles and flows in rhythms

It dances and expresses itself in ever repeating cadences of creation and destruction

 

Every Earth day is a cycle

Every Earth day is special

 

Every moment you have is a chance to lift up and celebrate

 

Celebrate the moment of quietude

Celebrate the breath moving in and out of your body

Celebrate the essence of life pulsing through your veins, connecting you to every other being in creation

 

Every moment you are truly present and aware, you are offering a gift to the world

Every Earth day you are here to be that gift

To offer yourself up just as you are

Whole and incomplete

 

In process

 

Every Earth day is sacred

 

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INNER ARCHETYPES – THE EVOLVING MOTHER

I am going to start this storyhack with a confession: I never wanted children.

At least, I never wanted physical children. There – I said it!

This decision and personal choice is something that is still considered taboo in most societies or at least very strange, but ever since I was a small child, I knew that this was not a path for me.

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INNER ARCHETYPES – THE FOOL

“Fear not
What is not real never was and never will be.
What is real always was and cannot be destroyed”
Bhagavad Gita

 

This is the way that one of our oldest and most powerful human archetypes is described in an ancient Hindu text. A character that is born free, lives free and dies willingly knowing that this ultimate life initiation only leads to greater freedom.

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FROM EMERGENCY TO EMERGENCE

Article Originally Published in Green Spirit Magazine

March 2019

 

The Story That Unites

I was awoken in the early hours of the morning by a collective voice in my head. The ancestors were calling me from my slumber. I was visiting a friend in the mountains of Montana. It was March. Snow was still lying on the ground and capping the tops of the Rockies that curled around the house like the embrace of a lover. The voice asked me to rise and go outside. After a moment of hesitation I dressed, emerging from the house into a bright clear, mountain dawn.

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