A Question of Awakening.

I hide from it no more as I gather up the trash laid bare before me, buried in the rubble of my old bones. Hugging, holding, loving, finally accepting and seeing truth as all dissolves in the light of one passing, and all I thought to be real exists no longer, and through love a…

The night I met me.

Last night in meditation I was bestowed a missing link I’d been overlooking in my healing journey to self love. The setting was a tranquil lagoon in which I was guided to witness something significant from my recent past. As I gazed down into the water I saw myself rising upward. Yep me, appearing exactly as I do…