Pain in Precision
Molten steel thrust hot in my heart. Like an elevator shaft with no bottom. Numb, inferno, fiery pain crushes my…
Molten steel thrust hot in my heart. Like an elevator shaft with no bottom. Numb, inferno, fiery pain crushes my…
In woundedness is your genius. Behind your wounds are your gifts. Silence heightens your awareness. Your body shivers alive with…
It keeps on being difficult. Arguing, not able to feel connected. Can’t get it right. Shame, recrimination, blame and anger…
What does it cost? The price of a true self? Loving from a place of balance. Self and others. Sacrifice…