A Confession to Make

I have a confession to make: when I was in college and my roommate told me that she had been raped during a drunken night in which I was in the same room with her, passed out, I didn’t react. I didn’t feel. I didn’t show compassion. I was numb. I couldn’t feel. I stay…

Time to Be Like Buddha

Days turn into weeks, and weeks into months, as I live in a house in Berkeley, California with five other people that seem, for the most part, discontent. Although I long to leave, and even seek out other options, my body won’t cooperate with any kind of movement. The message for me is to “be…

Woman is the Possibility of a World Unseen

The secondhand of the clock moves slowly here in the lowlands of Oakland, California. Everything is an effort: walking around the block, determined to walk again; going swimming at the YMCA; shopping; cooking. When I go to the YMCA, I watch another woman who’s there every time, grabbing onto the low wall, painfully taking baby…

Give up Ideas that Have No Basis in Real Freedom

The time is now, to give up ideas that have no basis in real freedom in order to discover universal consciousness, which is free of rigid ideas that, by its nature, limit such an experience. Throughout history, every shift in our needs has been met with the creation or discovery of a life-changing solution. As…

May an Angel Carry this Pollen into the World

Living in the hills of Oakland, California, was too much heaven for my hips after months of painfully traveling up and down five flights of stairs to survive. Looking out through immense windows of my idyllic home perched above the Bay and, in the distance, the San Francisco Bridge, was breathtaking, but I couldn’t live…

Divinity and Dignity

Hi there all, been a really long time since I jumped in and penned a thought to share.  This hit me last night and I realized today that I had something that I wanted to share. So with all of the energetic changes that have been swirling around us since this year of new beginnings,…