Hungry?

Sometimes when we think we are hungry we are actually thirsty. It is confusing right? We have lived for years and years and one would think that our body would easily be able to tell the difference between hunger and thirst, yet
.. Sometimes, it isn’t clear.

Dance with me

“Will you dance with me” I asked. I knew that they could touch, taste, feel and hear the vulnerablity of my question.

No words were required.

As they pressed their heart against mine and pulled me close I whispered “this is a song and dance called, how to love me.”

Container

Every conversation. Every interaction. Every experience has a mirror for me. If we are crossing paths, there is a piece of you in me. Somewhere, I am that same man or woman or child. Somewhere, I have that same wound, that same joy, that same expansion and healing.

Real?

The question that I was thinking about wasn’t the one that came from my mouth. I was expecting to ask a question about the universe and an experience I had about a month ago. Instead, what came from my mouth was “what if I made all of this up (meaning interacting with him)? What if none of this is real?”

Socks

Sometimes, looking at something from a different angel is important, you see different things. Sometimes, you even see something that you didn’t realize was there. So, I try to find myself in child pose on random floors in my reality, both figuratively and literally.