
17/08/2024
I wrote a once a week for an entire year as a practice in When the year came to a close I chose not to renew my website and move into the phase of life I’m currently experiencing.
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One by one all of the plans I had made for my life washed into the eternal abyss of “not right now” “not yet” “no” and “not gonna happen”. Sitting with each one as their death doula I discovered the hidden magic in work/flow/life.
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As I write to you now, I have grown thru the obstacles, stories, and beliefs I once believed to be me and what was possible for me and, what wasn’t. I write to you new, like a baby, beaming as the Buddha, with a gentle heart, like that of my beloved doggie, Seattle.
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I’ve died without dying several times now and grief still stirs up sediment from the bottom of my heart to be cleansed. I’m not special, in the sense that we all get unlimited chances to experience the grief and joy package that Earth life offers us. This death series has opened my eye to the possibilities our problems offer us!
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I had a teacher once that says “your medicine is in the wound” and I kinda understood it, I definitely wanted to, and here I am growing and expanding thru that very wound. I’ve found A multitude of hallelujah’s in the pain, a powerful wisdom bestowed by the grandmothers. In a way, they beat the s**t out of me and I decided to listen.
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if you know where this statue is sitting ???