Category Archives: Poetry



by Maya Christobel

With a huge wound to the heart,

there is only one way to contemplate recovering…

being loved and having the experience of love enduring.

Love is a perfect lure back out into the open

where you can then feel the sun again,

shed your heavy armor

and lay down in the grass for a nap.

So, spend life searching and chasing love down,

in every alley way,

no time left for dreaming or creating,

simply the eternal search.

This is what I thought was true.

But once the undeniable truth about love was revealed,

I understood in the pit of my stomach

that noone can ever do enough loving

to heal this wound.

Noone can prove I am lovable,

Noone can be trustworthy

to never,

under any circumstances,

betray me,

or disappoint me,

or forget my birthday.

And there is an even greater truth,

a perpetual violence we perpetrate…

to withhold love from being expressed

to others and to oneself.

This contraction of the heart…

this is the colossal wound,

For the contraction,

even as an illusion of protection…

sentences oneself

to early retirement from

the human race

and to joining the ranks

of the walking dead.

The most profound truth about love

is that the healing

is not in being loved at all,

but in the loving.

Holding that dynamic expression of God

in my entire body and soul

and sharing it…

no strings…

no expectations…

just the sheer joy in savoring

the expression itself…

grateful for every microsecond

my love is



and relished…

or not.


Drown Out The Inner Voice

Drown Out The Inner Voice

My friend, Kim, posted an article on FaceBook that resounded with the mission of this website. Please take a few moments to read the full article, as there are many valuable resources at the bottom. A beautiful poem was included and I want to share it with you: A Reality Check for the Inner Critic… Continue Reading

I Am Goddess

I Am Goddess

  Re-Posted with permission from the author, Rosangel Perez. (Original Post)     I am goddess I am I know this now for many years I doubted myself I spoke naively I slouched my shoulders and bowed to authority I listened with obedience and followed all the rules but I wasn’t happy I didn’t feel… Continue Reading

The Awakening

The Awakening

The Awakening   by Sonny Carroll   A time comes in your life when you finally get it… When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out – ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on.   And,… Continue Reading


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