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A couple of nights ago, if you read the goings on in these parts, you know things got a little ugly. A lot ugly. So ugly I holed myself up in my closet, pounded my head against a wall, and screamed obscenities about myself into a pillow. Ah, yeah. We’re past that now. Mostly. The [...]

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Fitting that I’m squared and ready to spill my memories of Ayahuasca Night Two and everything is aching. A tiny bit of repeat. Something far too familiar. Z is silent today. I guess you could say we had a bad night, but I found it stimulating. Easy for me to say. We hit Children of [...]

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I throw up a lot these days. I’m so anxious for my journey, so nervous about all that is unfolding, and my system is on freak out for the insane amount of gifts and love we are receiving. I’m not talking about Christmas. I’m talking about the secrets of the universe. I have Z, and [...]

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Zulu is a tattoo artist. A famous one, at that. He’s inked stars like Dennis Rodman and that awesome African American woman on Mad TV, Deborah. The Universe told me he’s the man to do my back tapestry. The one featuring Sacha, my spirit guide and Jaguar goddess. She lives in my chest. I found [...]

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Body Versus Spirit

I talk about this a lot. I know. But it’s my cross to bare and I feel if I could just break out of this negative space, I could create miracles. For people far more deserving. There’s a voice in my head who’s echoes travel all the way into my atriums, out my pores, and [...]

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