Love Is Dead?

One intense Bali Valentine’s Day afternoon, I laid in my teacher’s arms, weeping from a deep sensation of purging romantic love from my system. Not love for one lover or another … the whole fucking concept. In my body, it felt like cells both gleefully jumping ship while others clang on for dear life, begging…

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A Glimpse (Bali Magic)

When love, curiosity, and a deep desire to integrate all personality shadows meet, miracles happen. Relaxation no longer means indulging on the lounge chair of life, sipping margaritas of ambivalence, letting life become dull and the body heavy. To relax is to let the tension have its way to the nth degree. To feel it…

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Present

Be present with me. Be still. The deeper the silence stretches momentary eternities the more I feel the enormity of each precious millisecond in a vacuum, light travels so sweetly love breathes tender newborn baby breaths … tiny particles of exquisite miracles created by us, for us, and through us … singing everything there is…

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