May 2021

I see you. I acknowledge you. “It’s not safe” is your mantra. To emerge from the shadows, and openly express your sweet sensitivity, means to be crushed, humiliated, and painfully…

All the holdings—the belly clenches, the tightness of breath, the tensions in the throat, jaw and brow, and the continual attempts to try to control life—this collective tension in every…

I take responsibility for ALL that I am. I am the seducer and the seduced, the judger and the judged, the murderer and the murdered . . . I am…

The little one inside shows me his full repertoire: morphing effortlessly from the wild fury of the great beast, to the shivering boy, curled up in fear; and then deeper:…