I thought I was just depressed. 

My appetite was almost nonexistent, unless it was for ice cream or donuts.

I had walked into the void, willingly, but I couldn't find my way back out. I was trapped. The dark labyrinth had taken too many turns. My parents divorce. A belov...

I made the decision to stop running.

I stopped fearing the literal darkness several years ago after realizing that it was only a canvas. It held only what I projected upon it. 

Now for the sucking darkness that taunts me from the center of the vortex of fear and anger an...

Quicksand. Whirlpools. Tornadoes. Black holes. 

These sucking, capturing, destroying images have haunted me forever.

In dreams, in stories, in patterns throughout the unfolding of my life. I pull forward toward the life that I believe I want. And then, the swirling magne...

Most of the information out there about boundaries tells us how to protect what belongs to us. We are frequently talking about how to set boundaries around our time, our space, our possessions, our ideas, our feelings, etc. The modern language around boundaries is focu...

I haven't written anything in this blog for several months.

I have been carried swiftly in the whirlwind of volunteer work, family life, and my own need for healing.

In that healing work, I have found myself settling like nutrient rich sediment to the very bottom of me. 

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 This is part two in my series on Energy Hygiene, and the enigma of the Energy Vampire.

After my first post about the power of holding our boundaries and honoring our integrity as a major practice in energy hygiene (read it here),a friend reminded me that sometimes the...

In the world of empaths, clairsentience and other psychic powers, we often talk about energy vampires.

It is said that these are the people who suck you dry. The narcissists and the addicts, the people who push our buttons, activate our wounds and drag us into the messy...

Dear One,

Here we are, humans on Earth.

We agreed to take this journey, knowing that it wouldn't be easy. We were warned.

The times are volatile. The leaders are corrupt. The environment is toxic. The fabric of belonging is deeply torn. There are very few rituals and trad...

I seem to be drawn to the keyboard these days.

It's like there are words inside of me screaming to get out. 

Like little chaotic gremlins who won't let me rest until they are out of me and onto the screen.

I don't even know for sure what the little gremlins have to say un...

 This feels very vulnerable for me to type into a public platform, and yet I feel like it is time for me to express more/deeper parts of myself.

I was going to write about my mystical experience in my journal, tucked away with the dozens of other journals that chronicle...