I found my north star a few weeks ago. Throughout the retreat, different tools and practices helped me understand how I want to interface with my tasks and with other people. From one practice, I surfaced a yearning for collaboration between the centers of love, security, and creativity in my body. The phrase "loving creative discipline" makes these centers light up like a Broadway stage. Another practice showed me that I am a king. I've always felt more aligned with the magician archetype, but I uncovered a call to put on the crown, to serve the kingdoms in my life with humility, awareness, and grounded leadership. It feels like a bit of an edge: "Can I claim this?" Absolutely I can. During a third practice, I focused on my breath, on circulating the air continuously, and I released the vice grip I so often have on my mind. I didn't know exactly how the epiphany came to me - I imagine that the coaching calls I've hosted this year and the podcast conversations on womanhood I had over the past month were crucial ingredients. The message hit me like a lightning bolt: I want to heal wounds from the masculine. I put this into practice that same day with a friend. I instructed her intuitively and spoke from the heart, and she was moved by my presence, care, and attention. Since that day, I've done a lot of talking and a lot of writing, and now I'm excited to share my offer. Witnessing is a 1-1 conversation on a video call or in person in Austin, Texas. I invite anyone with emotional wounds from men to express freely, to process your experience. I will hold space for you. If you need to vent, cry, share, ask questions, or release emotions, I will support you, guide you, and witness you. I'm also excited to grow my capacity to serve here. If you think there's a book I ought to read or a person I ought to talk to or a course I ought to take, let me know! On my website, I have more information on why and how I am witnessing, who I am, and my personal curriculum that informs this service. I invite you to check it out to learn more. Thanks for reading :) |
I've been seeing cardinals on walks. Red is my favorite color. It feels like a sweet gift from the universe. Remembering that I am not entitled to anyone's attention, and remembering to do my part. Ship it, send it, make the ask. And if there's silence in return, know that it is a gift. It's 85 degrees on December 30th. Sometimes I wonder what it's like to live in a seasonal place. I think I would appreciate the reminder that I am also cyclical. Whatever is natural and resonant to me needn't...
If I had seven lifetimes: I would think and write for a lifetime. Writing is one of humanity's greatest traditions, the distillation of weeks and months and years of exploring and questioning and observing into transmissions that others can receive in mere minutes or hours. I love how every writer is so themselves, they can't hide from their unique voice. The written word provides inspiration to act on one's whispers of intuition, to view their own circumstances a little differently. Words...
The question I want to explore here is: How can I analyze my inner and outer circumstances in a way that benefits the reader? That is the north star. I noticed that I didn't feel particularly good after my Sacred Eros page went live a few days ago. Why not? I'm doing an expansive thing! I'm putting myself out there! I'm following my intuition! This is good! The reason is that I have a lot of resistance around marketing myself, around letting myself be seen. This has been true for Masculine...