Alleluia, What A F*cking Year (a holiday or anytime prayer)
For the love of God,
what.a.f*cking.year.
The truth crusading! The justice making!
The fires, the floods, the impact.
And the undeniable RISING of… us.
The Begging Bowl: a poem for love
Eventually, we will all beg for love—proudly.
How to Heal a Fractured Society. Guest post by Hiro Boga.
After I read this sage offering from my beloved friend, Hiro Boga, I emailed her immediately and said: “This is INCREDIBLE. This diamond wisdom gave me deep comfort. It feels like an Answer. So beautiful and clear and right.”
Morality, deep beauty and Faith: How you coping these days?
I am examining where in my life I can be more impeccable in linking desire to deed. CARE-FULL. I am making space to breathe more deliberately. These times call for deep breathing so you can hitch your passion to mindful action. So breathe.
We can’t get to the light, until we understand the suffering.
I’ve struggled for a long time with wondering if pain and suffering were essential to growth. Are they essential to me being a more expanded, clear minded, loving, joyous, sexy human being? Do I have to hurt to get there? Well, I fucking hope not… but I haven’t figured out a way around suffering yet.
The service of joy, especially in these times
I’ve talked to rabbis, and priests, and monks, and people who I consider to be high esoteric practitioners. I’ve figured out a few things about joy… and I’ve woven them into this week’s episode of LIGHT WORK.
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