Choosing to celebrate life

I’m finding celebrating life is a consistent choosing of it. It’s not an arrival, not based on perfection, it is a choice for me. Emotions come up and I feel them. Then I come back to choosing what I want to experience. I choose to let go of any illusioned anchors of knowing what will happen in the future and trust the adventure of the unknown. For me this brings me back to savoring my now. In the now for me is celebration.
What does celebrating life look like for you?

My first eBook ‘100 Days of Loving Men’

Morning everyone. I am self-publishing my first eBook titled ‘100 Days of Loving Men’.

This journey began as healing my relationship with my father whom I have never met and shifted to me changing my perception of half the planet: men.  Healing my perception/relationship with men and in this healing my relationship with self I began re-entering community. I faced and face many personal blindspots I didn’t know I had about men and myself. In this softened, opened my heart, found freedom and my voice. In healing my relationship with men, men opened me in healing my relationship with women.

Publish date TBA.

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What happens when the soul screams past its skin
When it cannot be contained any longer
Not by paradigms
Not by fantastical declarations of never.
There are no rules to the dance my body craves
Whirling across the floor
Spasming in position
Elbows pushing aside restrictions
The gelatin orb can only expand
It gives
It has to.
I said so.
Fists to floor body explodes
Hair flings around in wild madness
Abandoning every should of movement
I don’t care this is how I
Every tribe rushing through me
Every old song care
Dance turns to possession
Spirit
Anguish
Sensuality
Every move powerfully nonsensical
Kicks slides twirls leaps
Neck as liquid
Chest pumps rhythm
Forgotten dimensions thump in my blood
It was the drums that reminded me
Now I am unleashed.
No pretty cage can beckon me back with laquered whispers
Kisses straight from beyond the door of space
I remember
All glowing golden white yet many colors of the rainbow
And colors beyond what I can know and name in my human form
This feeling eternally humming
Waiting for my remembering
I celebrate it
Touch it
Recklessly twisting my form in every way I am called
Beyond the always
Into Creator
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Day 29 of 100 Days of Loving and Celebrating Being

Brotherhood and Sisterhood Meet

There is something very sacred about the brotherhood of men and the sisterhood of women. I am inclusive of my Trans and Intersex brothers and sisters. There is a beautiful exchange between men that is uniquely between men in ways I can feel and connect with yet could never fully know and have been honored to witness.

As there is a uniquely beautiful exchange between women that we known deeply in ways that can be felt and connected with yet only fully known by woman.

In these differences there is a union. The sacred union within as we all are feminine and masculine and the two are not separate. There are moments where the connection between man and woman is such a meld that we can fully enter each others worlds for moments. Where we feel what it is through empathic connection to be the ‘other’.

Sisterhood with basis of loving self and celebrating, honoring, loving men, meeting Brotherhood with basis of loving self, and celebrating, honoring loving women, reminds the wholeness of who we are internally inherently.

In my wholeness I love and celebrate men, as in my wholeness I love and celebrate women, as I receive being loved and celebrated as a woman, as this is all within me and I deprive myself of no part of me.

I celebrate Brotherhood as I celebrate Sisterhood. I imagine them meeting in the desert each in their own space with their own fire. I see myself looking from the rocks watching the Brotherhood in their dance, sounds, song in this ancient connection with themselves as man. I see this same with the women in sound, song, dance in this ancient connection with themselves as woman. This deep grounded connect embodied then both connecting among one fire, releasing the line and feeling themselves as both feminine and masculine. Celebration of oneness.

Brotherhood and Sisterhood meet within me. Sacred Union. Harmony.

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Day 22 of 100 Days of Loving and Celebrating Being

Personal Power

I was in inquiry of what the difference between personal power and egoic force was yesterday. I got so clear from higher self/Source if it’s from love it’s personal power, if it’s not love, it’s not personal power. Being able to be in my personal power is a practice. I get to learn more each time conflict comes up and many times with support in this, I get to see what my personal power is.

I get to see what I stand for. What I really have the commitment to be my word with. I get to be gentle with myself if I fail to show up the way I aim to and I get to own how I have shown up. Every step I learn. I’ve let go of the drive, the goal and put my heart, authenticity and fun as forefront. It’s brought excitement to my every day as I live in possibility.

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Day 1 of 100 Days of Loving and Celebrating Being

Day 1 of 100 Days of Loving and Celebrating Being

Phoenix Rising.

Facing and conquering old ways of being feels in my body of facing detox from addiction. I have experienced both. Each time an old habit comes up it feels like becoming a dragon, fire breathing one, as my identity fights tooth and nail to survive.

However, the very essence of identity is cycle as phoenix. Born then die and rise fresh from the ashes.The ashes are necessary and beyond their time they are just lifeless remnants. Holding onto what is long dead does not fulfill my aliveness. To do so, I will never know what it is to experience the fullness of myself.

My life is to evolve. To be a part of the inevitable evolution that is being human. That is my very existence. And in this to savor the pristine infallible experience of my being while I enjoy the adventure of the very fallible, dramatic and alive experience of being human.

I have to choose life. I am alive and yet I need to choose it. Every day I need to choose it. Or, I will become complacent. Bored with it. Disgruntled. Lacking the gratitude it takes to experience the adventure life is, the adventure I am. What an incredible gift it is to be on this plane of existence and alive. Wow.

My Dragon will return and I love it. Not from a place of it is the ultimate, from a space of I love every part of who I am. When it returns my Phoenix will be waiting with open arms to listen, to accept and in this conquer by loving it as it bursts into rebirth. They are symbiotic. The Dragon’s fire urges rebirth as the Phoenix’s birth soothes the dragon. And the Dragon knows, even depends on, love wins, every time. The Dragon’s very surrender is a part of this love.

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