Your body is not malfunctioning.It is revealing energy that has nowhere to go,power that was silenced too long,and gifts that are waking up faster than you were taught to use them.Burning hands are not just neurological.They are not only about… Read More ›
Sorry.It leaves your mouth before you even think.Someone bumps into you, and you apologize.Something goes wrong that you had no part in, and you apologize.You say it to smooth the air,to soften the moment,to make sure no one is upset… Read More ›
Your body is not betraying you.It is showing you what has been inflamed too long,what boundaries have been crossed too often,and what has quietly compromised your inner sense of safety and discernment. Glomerulonephritis is not just a renal condition.It is… Read More ›
Someone offers to help.Someone gives you a compliment, a gift, a kindness.And instead of ease,you feel a flicker of discomfort.You deflect. You downplay.You rush to give something back,anything to soften the strange weight of simply receiving. You are not difficult.You… Read More ›
Your blood is the river of your life.It carries warmth to every corner of you.It moves with your heartbeat, through day and through night,a quiet current of vitality, of love, of life itself. When that flowing river meets a place… Read More ›
You were fine before it rang.Steady, settled, moving through your day.And then one call,one voice, one conversation,and afterward you feel wrung out,as though something quietly drained awaywhile you were simply listening. You are not weak.You are not being dramatic, or… Read More ›
It began the way these things always begin. I was pulled. I found myself standing in a field of wheat, tall and lustrous, swaying in a silence so deep it almost had a sound. And there, on the edge of… Read More ›
Your eyes are not failing you.They are revealing a distortion in how you’ve had to see.Not just light or shape but life, direction, self, and others.Astigmatism is not simply about the curvature of the eye.It is the soul’s way of… Read More ›
There is a quiet ache you cannot quite explain.Not sadness exactly.Not loneliness, not really.More like a thread that has come loose,a sense that you are reaching for somethingyou cannot see, and cannot name,and yet you know, somewhere deep down, that… Read More ›
Something in your body has been misunderstood for a very long while.Perhaps by others.Perhaps, in the quiet hours, even by you. A softness gathered where you stand.A tenderness settled in the very legs that carry you.And alongside it came a… Read More ›