Birdsong and Headstones

Birdsong and Headstones

Yesterday, as I drove into the sun with tears streaming down my face I wondered why it hit so much harder this year. Memories of her face melting as she held my daughter for the first time bubbled up, breaking the surface tension of a momentary stoicism. A woman...
You are already an embodiment.

You are already an embodiment.

You are already an embodiment. We all are. We begin this life by becoming an embodiment of our spiritual essence and our innate and inherited constitutions. Over time we begin to embody affinities, sometimes born of love and sometimes born of trauma. These might seem...