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Some days are just easier than others. Some days are glorious, in fact, and others rotten. Today definitely tilted toward the rotten side.
I’m in Chicago, visiting, arrived a few days before my conference, which starts tomorrow, so I could see a few clients, and pay for my trip. What a bust. I’ve had more cancellations and maybe’s than I ever care to deal with. But whatever. I still have a… Continue reading
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Sometimes I’m a priestess,
Doing my part to save the world
Bringing open hearted awareness
To all who seek it.
And sometimes I’m just a whore.
Sometimes I am the goddess of compassion
Tenderly holding my dear mortals,
Salving their wounds,
Bringing them back to life.
Blessings upon the men I take within me,
Taste of the divine,
Sip of holy nectar
I bring to them
From the realms of the divine.
And sometimes I’m just a whore.
Sometimes I am the queen’s consort
Keeping her… Continue reading
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My head recounts the work I have to do, but my feet are already at the door, my hands reaching down to sandals.
Who knows how many warm afternoons will be left to us this late summer? Not me! And there’s not much left of this one, sun just a few inches over the larch trees.
Through the school yard, across the basketball courts, the football field and into the park –… Continue reading
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My 3 year old friend is a very social little guy, but without much, uh, finesse. At the zoo the other day, he runs up to a little girl about his size, gets right in her face and tries to climb into her stroller with her. She is less than thrilled, tries to block him – no, she says, no. The little guy is not so sensitive, keeps trying. I… Continue reading
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“I want to re-establish intimacy!”
He sits on my bed in the hotel, soon to go on a cruise with his wife of 28 years. She’s had her cancer’d breasts removed, and as they do nowadays, constructed new ones in their place. (They take flesh from the tummy - my inimitable sister said after her surgery – Look, I got a free tummy tuck with my boob job!).
He is hoping to… Continue reading
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Meditation tape
Sounds like rain - but look outside,
It’s the real thing - go!… Continue reading
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I had dinner with a friend the other night, same restaurant where we’d met 6 years before. On our second date (back then), we sat on the floor, looked into each other’s eyes and asked ‘What do you see?’.
‘Healing’, I said. He felt the same. Well then, we decided, why mess around? Lets just skip the dating thing and get right to the healing thing. Let’s give each other the… Continue reading
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Let’s see. I told you I would talk about this ‘Sacred’ thing, didn’t I?
What do I mean by Sacred Intimate, Sacred Whore, Sacred whatever?
Mmmm…that’s not a word that I use with myself anymore, but it is a word that people recognize to have some meaning, so I use it to communicate – well, you can judge for your self what I’m communicating by the time you finish this post. (which… Continue reading
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