Dear Lee: See and be SEEN

Today a shaman wrote me, their own struggles painfully reflected in mine.  The difference was that my tribe had stepped up to feed me, and theirs had not. My fingers spoke back. I hear your feeling of isolation, disconnect and uncertainty around support.  For a long time, I felt very similar… though the feeling of separation will likely exist for all of life because as spirit workers we walk between.  We sit at the edge of the tribe, out in the wilderness, and walk the way in and out of the worlds. However, what I have found is that there…

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Trickle

Another waiting room, another round of the same, the new. When facing the shadow of our own truth, where do we turn? Inward – Outward – Through Chapter 7 becomes a reflection in the mirror, judgement and projection painted upon my brow. Who do we become, when we are but ourselves? The screen clouds, chairs thrown, brows sweaty with my own fear. Love consumes, holds, pulls us out of the spiral.  A flurry of I’m sorry catches me and pulls me in. And yet, the burning question- when and how to forgive the self? Until I do, the rest is…

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August Podcast- Going Offroad: Jute, Authenticity, Challenges and Love

On this month’s podcast, I go offroad by setting out without a pre-set map.  We begin at Rope Camp, and find ourselves wandering through trying out new rope, awareness, love, connection, tribal affiliations, the meaning of “I have to” and a little bit of porn thrown in… http://www.eroticawakening.com/ea134-going-off-road-jute-authenticity-challenges-and-love/ Ball in the image provided by Passional Boutique.  Boy in the ball is Aiden Fyre.   If so moved…    

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Listening to my Exhaustion

Our bodies have profound wisdom. This skin suit we have is so full of information, capacity, knowledge… it picks up things we could never hear, never see.  It understands things our conscious mind is never aware of.  I am blessed by my body, blessed for my body. And yet, how often have I not listened? I work contract projects.  I get hired to come in, do a thing, and leave.  And yet, to teach that class, run that ritual, facilitate that discussion, drive that intensive… there is hours, days, weeks or even months of work in advance.  A 2 hour…

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I Consent To The Journey

Those words keep echoing in my head tonight. “I consent to the journey.” Today I interviewed Mollena, Dan and dawn for my podcast.  The conversation topic was consent, and the journey rambled from place to place, story to story, feeling to word to deed.  It was funny and sad and delicious… as it needed to be. At the end of the podcast, Dan asked what would happen if he went to Raven, gave him a deer skin pouch, and said “take me on a journey.”  Take me where spirit leads you.  Would he be okay if Raven fucked him up…

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May You Be Covered in Dust and Leather

Last night I learned of a prayer for Rabbinical students from times long ago from the amazing Dyland Richards, my house guest last night on his way to a Franciscan Monastery for a religious event (I love the variety of humans in my world). May you be covered in his dust. Or May you be covered in the dust of your Rabbi. I have a deep and resounding respect for the teachings of Jesus/Joshua, and yet my own relationship with his ministry has been challenging at times due to how it has been interpreted, implemented and dogmatically enforced over the…

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