The awareness of our heartbeat

I get mental images of lavenders, sometimes lilies.  Like I’m holding them up or running through them. We seek all the suffering, pain and rough edges.  All that make us the grandeur presences that we are.  Yet, sometimes. We hold our hearts out, waiting to feel the peak of love.  Hoping time slows down for...

Addressing misconceptions: Menstruation

Misconceptualized existences

Sometimes, sadness or pain or sorrow or heaviness has no reason. The mind may choose to attach a story, an incident, a person or a past event to it in order to make sense of it or have it make sense to other people while explaining this sorrow. However, sometimes, it just exists without reason....