In grieving fully, we open to the pain that is present, embracing it as fully as we embrace our happiness and joy.

My grief is neverending. It goes on and on, It changes form,  But it never dies, Just as my love for you  Will never die.

The sunlight shimmers through the trees. It beckons to me. I fall to my knees, Waiting for dusk to come.

In so many ways, life is like a roller coaster. The ups and downs, Not knowing what is around the bend. Thrills and chills, And too some spills. Unlike a roller coaster ride, Which is predictable once you’ve ridden, Real life is not as such. No, we cannot possibly predict What awaits us around…

Love is the grounding force. When fear rears its head and attempts to dominate my mind, I return to thoughts of love. I gently bring my mind back to the most simple things in life that I appreciate, To the little, and yet profound things that bring me joy… The morning sunlight streaming…

How FREE would you be if you believed in your inherent goodness? How free would you be if you believed that you had nothing to prove? If you knew there was nothing to make up for or BECOME? What if you believed that you are enough just as you are? How…

There was no place of sanctuary, No home, No rest, No reprieve and no love.

Be courageous enough to turn away From all forms, All names, All stories, All identifications, And all obsessions of the mind That your ego uses in a vain attempt to control reality. Be brave enough to allow that which is not true, All that is not you, To be burned away So that you…

Love is the way.