When Jennifer Rose asked me to be a live guest on her show, I knew it was a "yes" even before I met her, because of the infinity symbol.
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If you've worked with me in somatic re-patterning, you've experienced it: the felt sense that healing has a rhythm to it.

Blessed full moon and welcome into this chapter of shifting light.
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The image above is of some of the flower petals released last week from our summer solstice ceremony, carrying the skins needed shedding in order to be truly new for what wants to be born in us next.

This week we celebrate the Summer Solstice through shared presence, ritual, poetry and the heroine's journey of metamorphosis in the Body & Soul Sanctuary. 

I am walking on currents of light.
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How could I want for anything
when the universe lifts my every footstep
fills my every inhale
carries my thoughts into an infinity
of wordless wonder?
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They told me this was “naive.”
They told me “dreamers don't survive this world.”
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But I say:
It was when I stopped dreaming
I became heavy as a boulder.
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When I believed them
my thoughts crippled my very limbs.
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It was when my heart was revived
like a fish rocked in water
after flailing on the shore
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That I knew without an ounce of doubt:
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Dreaming is my home
like water for gills.
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It is the Great Force of the Mystery
to whom every cell of me belongs
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And my job is to love
without condition
the Pattern
that pierces
every
other
pattern
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The one breathing this breath
the one writing this poem
and the one reading it.
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This very suspended moment
as awake
as the moon in the night
and as real
as the heart pumping
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however fast
however worried
however unfinished
with its karmic lessons
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Do you feel it?
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Thump-thump.
Thump-thump.
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​Light.

Swing my tongue
in starry jelly
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Roll me up
in ashy shimmer
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Speak my bones
in quantum buzzes
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Smell my heart:
it's blooming.

Little seed
inside of me:
you seem so small.
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Yet I know that when
I devote myself fully
to your journey of awakening,
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I'll receive the whole world.

​The eve of our Spring Equinox ritual at the Body & Soul Sanctuary brought a fresh visitation of rain.
I stood at my altar in my office, having cleared it completely for a full reset, lit incense, and cracked the window to hear and smell the wet air...

This morning I learned an Ostara/Spring Equinox story that felt like a beautiful example of my soul work, and the work we do in the Body & Soul Sanctuary.
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Apparently, the word "Easter" is tied to a Germanic goddess named Eostre who radiates warmth from within, much like the Greek goddess Demeter (mother of Persephone) who represents the verdancy of spring. Eostre is often followed by creatures, including birds, who are messengers of her radiance and joy, helping it spread to the far corners.