Posts by Lorelai:
There is so much power in Non-doing. Non-doing creates an empty space filled with unbounded possibilities. Once you stop running and connect to that space through the pure act of Being, life happens. Read more…
Clouded mind matching the clouded sky. Body as heavy as humid air. Every movement seems to be a huge effort. Is it just my damned sensitivity mirroring the mood of the day? Or is my body trying to send me a message to slow down?
Bathing in the moonlight. The Goddess is in her full glory tonight, shining her blessings onto our world. Those who remember, that they must accept the blessings in order to receive them, will be filled with joy and gratitude tomorrow, dancing in the mist of Miracles.
Looking out the window, I see that I’m going forward. Looking in the mirror I see that I’m going backwards. Meanwhile, I’m just sitting still. Past, present and future blend into one moment.
I choose to walk the path of self-discovery. Was I ever at the rock bottom? Many times, or so I thought, although I never completely lost the hope of salvation. There was always this tiny flicker of light somewhere in my heart that eventually dragged me back up to the surface. Slowly but surely.
“Awake. Shake dreams from your hair my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day; the day’s divinity, first thing you see.” For the last few days I have those words from Jim’s poem playing over and over in my head. I loved the guy, when I was younger. His quest […]
This nice summer day, I feel a strong push to go back to the place where I lost my faith in God. I’ve passed it many times during my summer trips to Home, but never felt such an intense urge to go in. It was always just an immerse fear that made my knees weak.
It’s hard to fly with a heavy bag attached to your ankle. I have been cleaning my bag for so many years, throwing out old traumas, negative thoughts and unhealthy beliefs. It’s still heavy. It feels like there’s something stuck deep at the bottom and I can’t reach it. How I wish I could just […]
A sudden rush of butterflies in my stomach and unexpected flashback shows up on my mind screen. Sickle or scythe. Scythe or sickle? I am standing in front of the whole class, having a foolish argument with the teacher. She says sickle, I say scythe. Or the other way around. Like it matters so much […]
What would the world be without me? Wild flowers only exist so that other creatures can enjoy their beauty, smell their essence, feel their soft petals under their fingertips. They touch our Soul and inspire us to create even more beauty.