There is immense power in forgiveness, one that I frequently overlook because forgiveness is often my last resort to healing. When in conflict, I’ll try everything else: the cold shoulder the cuss out/adult tantrum lying (rare, but done it) pretending everything’s okay when it isn’t going to therapy trying to “fix” others the waiting game…Read more »
“I got a lot of things to work on, and they all won’t get done in this lifetime. Oh well.” – my big little sister I am frequently self-conscious about aspects of my personality that most of my tribe probably doesn’t notice or otherwise lovingly accepts as “just how Asha is.” But being uber sensitive,…Read more »
“You aren’t dancing if you’re thinking about it.” – A. Tane For me, dance is the heartbeat of life — everything in nature is doing a dance. Bees play musical chairs with flowers; trees lean with the wind’s lead; dragonflies skip daintily across the water. Dance is how I worship – it’s how I wrap myself…Read more »
When memories impede the flight of your joy, it’s time to let it go. You can be right, or you can be light. You choose.
“I’ve yet to see the ill that mindful touch can’t help heal.” – Asha T’nae Image Credits: Saddi Khali
sadness made love to me today, came up from under the sheets and wanted to spoon. i had to go…i had things to do, but he curled himself around my waist and said, “stay…just a lil while.” i gave him 3 days of me…lying in different contorted positions…twisting in elegance…alternating dominating and submission…always touching every…Read more »
My whole life has been a perpetual question. And that is, Will you see me? – paraphrased from Amanda Palmer’s The Art of Asking As I sit alone… in my darkened room – two glass-encased white candles burning down their wicks – I feel a tingle in that space that lies two fingers-width down from the end…Read more »