It is important for my well-being that I step away from my computer, from emails, from the noisiness of a static-lain virtual world and immerse myself in the beauty and wildness that surrounds me.
Don't date a Mystic if you want the life you have. If you are comfortable and cozy, stay away. Whatever you have built around yourself to create comfort: it cannot stand in the blazing fire of a mystical woman.
Working-Healer Series: You Have the Right to Make a Living Using the Skills You Have: Even the Magical Ones
All my life. I have been told, directly or indirectly, that I did not have the right to sustain my own existence. That making a living was some sort of privilege I had to earn, and the only way to earn it was by being obedient.
Healers, medicine women (and men), empaths, nurturers, teachers, shamans, writers, painters, artists of every color and flavor: YOUR TIME AND EXPERTISE IS VALUABLE!
If it is not in your PERSONAL integrity to charge for your healing work, your inspired words, your art: then don't, but your privilege or poverty as the case may be, is not to be mistaken for virtue or character flaw. It is neither.
Your clients need to put skin in the game if they are going to heal. If they are going to receive what has been kept out of their reach for so long: a context that empowers them to change their relationship to their personal challenges.
Dear Brothers-In-(My)-Arms: What has been referred to as "the natural order" is not natural at all. Men were created as fierce protectors of what is holy, what is sacred, what has lasting value in this world, and the next. Men deserve a chance to release guilt, sorrow, shame and realize love, joy, tender bewilderment.
No matter your background, you still need courage to walk your truest road. If you want your life to be truly your own, sometimes you will have to walk alone.
You don't get to bypass your anger and your rage, and call yourself peaceful in your avoidance. Your ability to feel anger or rage is not an accident. On the contrary: it is a great gift.
The Wildness requires an offering, if you want the gifts that it has to give. Every morning, the birds offer their song to the forests, and the sky. They are held by the wind. They are housed by the trees. They are fed by the mulberry bush.
Your Soul, too, requires your offering. You must lay down your grievances at the altar.