I Know Your Soul, But Getting To Know The Human Part Confuses Me
BY KRISSY VAN ALSTYNE I’ve come to see that when I get to know someone, I can stumble a bit at the getting…
Tag: PAIN
The Cloak Of Leaving
BY LISA MARKS Crows are screeching, raucous warning to the raccoon eating birdseed. Hungry mother stares as hands grope for meager nourishment. Eating,…
Hold Our Beloved In Our Hearts — But Let Them Heal Their Wounds Through Theirs
BY KRISSY VANALSTYNE A lot of us have worked through and healed countless layers of our own pain-filled wounds. And still continue to,…
Discover The Love & Freedom From The Pain Only You Are Meant To Feel
BY KRISSY VANALSTYNE Let pain become the gateway to love and freedom. There are many self-mastery secrets but one of my favourites is…
Why The Spiritual Life Is Stupid Painful & Full Of Wonder
BY MEGAN MULLIGAN F*ck the spiritual life and woke living. The path is arduous. Chipping away at the storylines embedded by DNA, cultural…
When No Other Choice Exists But To Endure The Pain Of Transformation
BY LAURIE CORZETT Transformation is not about butterflies flitting about, capturing our awe. It is the heart of pain you cannot feel for…
See The Ways You Fight Yourself: Learning To Respond To Hurting To Heal
We avoid suffering. We avoid suffering with indulgence. We medicate. We try to avoid and not feel, not experience. In that sense we use material wrong.
A 2017 Blessing To Be Wild & Free — A Letter To The Goddess Within Me
I bid farewell to 2016, year of the number nine. I release you to the universe and welcome in continued growth, and wish all things well for 2017, year of the number one. May we all be gifted with renewal.
Managing Pain & Believing In Love — An Excerpt From “An Uncommon Bond”
Only once in an eternity does God launch this kind of heart-rocket. How could I turn away? I suddenly felt compassion for my friend, struggling as he was to find his faith in love after such a tremendous loss.
Burn It All Down & Rise: The Magic Of An Awakening Woman
Grace finally comes. Not in a peaceful, quiet hush. But in the arms of panic attacks and the inability to pretend to have it together for one more fucking second. Who knew grace would show up like that?