A monologue of how to live in Alaska, beyond survival. A poetic awakening of how the ‘Mountain Moved Me’. ————————————————————————————– Where do I belong when all I wanted was here? But ‘here’ showed me belonging is wherever I am. Not a place, nor space, wherever here is, I belong. The Mountain Moved Me…. Just when I thought we were complete. Life became alive, shockingly awake as if in my past I was only pretending. How little we see in the…
Soulful Abortion.A psychic mediumship’s experience on where they come from. There is no death. Just as there’s no beginning, only in-body awareness within our understanding of time. Here’s how it works from my experience with others and personally. They come way before conception. The babies. Possibly before you were even born, scientifically when you were in utero. Soul time is no-time, just orchestrated dances fed through absolute consciousness. Our beliefs and values hold no placement here. Your beloveds call you,…
She was naked, round belly full of promising life submerging into the Chilkat icy waters ritualizing her path into motherhood. Cloaked as a mountain goat I hugged all that she embodied, deliriously happy on the side of the road. Knee deep in the divine feminine. I keep meeting myself. Chance encounters, soft choices barely audible. What if I were to make the biggest move and put all I’ve got into the Universe? So, I did. With the help of my…
Is your Sensitivity beating you up? Own it instead of being blown to bits by it. It can be crushing or it can be freeing. Our natural instinct is to control it, by controlling what’s happening. But when we do this we actually lose some of its magick in its arrival. We try to fit into it! Don’t! It’s not meant for a box – 4 walls, you’re much too big. This is expansion. Your sensitivity is showing you the…
My “storage is full.” My Drive can no longer hold anything more. There’s a trauma response to “having”. A house. A job. A led possibility. A seemingly causation of health matters. But does it matter and could we even be held responsible? When anything good arrives the question arises, ‘can I handle having this?’ Desires are long gone at this point. Just action, as if we’re being pulled through a force well beyond our strength. We can’t fight it, deny…
Dearest one, How could you ever be humble when you give yourself so completely? Please, don’t fall into the belief that “you’re not good enough”. How would you feel if you had my seat? Knowing all I know, seeing you with kindness eyes and truthful heart. You’re what we contemplate and write about = Aspiration transferring into INspiration. Just you, standing there, in your vortex. You have cultivated human diligence, tending to the soil before we sow our desires. Your…
Photographer: Teri Podsiki
Sunrise over Haines, Alaska, light on the landslide, 1yr later.
Haines, Alaska – a state of mind We’ve been through the ringer. Squeezed till teary juice comes, we know this, Haines, AK knows this. Not just as a witnesser, but a companion experiencer. But what most don’t know is how Haines, Alaska works. What is viewed from a far is the tragedy of a landslide, ripping up the very foundation in which we were just getting started. It’s cruel, it’s painful to witness, especially when you can’t see the ‘why’…
I was recently shamed. After I felt the hurt, I felt the turn around. Not just in response to the perpetrator, but where I was truthfully ashamed and he was *right. Instead of denial, I went inside myself to find where I agreed with him, but it wasn’t in the same context of his original statement. You see, where I felt shame was the entirety of the situation. He was the messenger helping me to get there, if I used…
Death of the Conditioned Mind Never in my life have I seen the radical affects of our conditioned mind more than through the transit of death. Knee deep in making sense to understand. We are not our mind, for it is just an after-thought. A compliment. My grandmother transited out-of-body. I did not get the concrete memo of factual information. Instead I got it via fractal code of consciousness – the before-mind. Slightly embarrassed, questioning my profession and are *they…