The Sacred Profane Files

Yesterday I was talking with a friend about how long it took her to move from the analytical/linear side of her brain to the creative side. Today in my daily movement devotional practice, I remembered “the Rolling” practice that...

“It is true.  This is the year.  I have listened to my Lover’s call to be by His side.  I have followed the sound of His voice to meet Him this year in the desert…to join Him in frolicking...

O Burning Man, O Burning Man…you have been a patient Lover wooing me for years. You have kept your distance, just in the back drop of my life, knowing that when I first learned of You – I found...

I live right next to the city’s public park in which there is a beautiful Rose garden and a fountain.  When I first moved in I thought I would take daily strolls around the fountain in a somewhat labyrinth...

Our bodies are meant to speak the language of the bodies…and the language of the bodies is MOVEMENT! Serious, our language is STILL made up of 94-96% body language.  That leaves very small space for verbal in and by...

Just like every day has a night, every year has a winter and every life has a “death” ~ depression is a NEEDED part of the emotional life of us on this planet.  For whatever reason, we are a...

There is a time and a place for ideas, beliefs, thoughts to hang out in the dark recesses of our minds – to be “below” in our subconscious Underworld. Until there comes a point where the need for this...

Yup – if there is one thing life is teaching me right now…sanity  – or what this world considers sane can and most likely is standing in the way of you reaching your Soul…of you reaching the True You....

Here I am ~ vulnerable, naked, sharing from the depth of my heart and my own deep well of experience about the state of being we label as “depression”. Depression doesn’t have to be approached as a mental illness...

What if we changed our thinking and thus our beliefs about depression and other states of mental health? What would the world look removed the label “mental illness” and instead called it “state of being”? What if we allowed...