Material Illusions Don’t Seduce Me: I know mySelf

You think the illusionary beasts you unleash to tame me should scare me, but I have tasted true freedom and my wild burns so hot it is blindingly untouchable. I have, after all, recently returned from the underworld who took me in its darkness, loved me tender, and spat me out as a ferocious warrior into this world of material uncertainty and mass-hypnosis.

I am Primordial Sound, Emanating. (poem)

I am primordial sound Emanating. I am the grunt I am the squeal I am the moan Of endless pleasure. I am the mother. The gasp between orgasms. The soundlessness Of emptiness, Of depth Of infinite space.

Getting Terrifyingly Real with OurSelves: Be who you are NOW

The last year or so has felt incredibly hard for me because of the speed, density and immensity of the destruction I see unfolding in the societal, cultural and physical realms ... which, of course, stem from the great disconnect from the divine (our own selves / the consciousness that we all are). I say "of… Continue reading Getting Terrifyingly Real with OurSelves: Be who you are NOW

When I’m 64 (Halved): Oh, the delight of BEings of Light!

Today, I live from a space of returning to mySelf, to my consciousness, to mindfulness…to light. In this way, I embody WHAT I AM –a divine being of light.