Shakti Dances on the Grave of My Hurts.

Shakti Dances on the Grave of My Hurts.

  Shakti was taught to lower her eyes To hide her truth, to speak on command… To doubt the wisdom that burned in her breast, to bow to power – to cry silent tears in the shadows of her pain Her fire was doused Her kindness abused But Shakti returns...
The Big Deep One

The Big Deep One

This blog post comes from someone I respect deeply and whose journey I am following because of the pearls of wisdom she often shares about subjects that are very important to me – authenticity, courage, love of our fellow man/woman. This post contains Nudity. If...
Lay Yourself Upon my Altar.

Lay Yourself Upon my Altar.

I shall leave the bed as she left it; unmade and disrupted, With the sheets tangled, so that the form of her body Will remain imprinted beside mine. Until tomorrow, I shall not go to the bath, I shall wear no garments And I shall not comb my hair, lest I efface her...