Wild Heart Writers

The only ‘sickness’ that seeks fulfillment, not healing

The More We Know, The More We Realize How Little We Know.

What life experience prepared you for this period in the world? This was the question asked of me by my dear friend Jeanette LeBlanc.

What a wild ride the past few months on the plant has been. So much coming up to be seen and transformed into something new. There is no…

Four guideposts for hard endings.

Yesterday I read a story about how, during the very worst of it, lovers in Italy made secret dates to stand six feet apart in the grocery…

Every Last Bit Of You Is Deserving Of The Light

A few of the many things I miss.

We don’t need love and light spiritual bypassing anymore than we need doom and gloom.

How do you fathom, much less process, a pandemic?

A Love Note From Mother Earth

Feeling into things that can’t be thought through.

We haven’t even gone all Mad Max on each other yet.

This life is too short for anything else.

Please, go and give yourself some good and holy god damn grace.

What I told a gay friend after a rude comment on her post

Then again, we always have.

Enduring separation for the sake of everything we hold dear.

Have we ever been more aware of what matters?

Fear (yet not unleashed)  it´s dormant claws  a patient sniper    curled up  frozen in time  waiting for that instant  a red hot bleeding…

I see you, I feel you, you are not alone.

To hell with all that positive thinking mumbo jumbo, this shit is hard.

I’m right here with you. We are all in this together.