A shape-shifter bends and
re-forms to be loved, to be chosen, to avoid loss.
The dakini bends and re-forms to free you. The difference is absolute. 

Imagine a place inside you where everything you have buried waits—the thoughts you won’t speak, the desires too impossible to hold—pressed into the walls until even you forget them.

We discover that the deepest rest comes not from shutting down but from being fully engaged. The only requirement? A commitment to continuous connection—never turning off, never disconnecting from life’s current.

AI is evolving at a speed most people cannot comprehend, in a way that is nearly inconceivable unless you’ve done a lot of psychedelics or had a near-death experience.

What we often call grieving is something else entirely. Just as what we call love is often hate, what we call grief is often regret. It is performance, drama, the echo of what we did not do while that person was alive.

If you wanted to cut off someone’s access to fulfillment, you would cut off their access to magic. And if you wanted to cut off someone’s access to magic, you would cut off their access to power. And if you wanted to cut off someone’s access to power, you would cut off their access to orgasm.

We are just as likely to find the Erotically illumined in a pool hall as we are at the Enlightenment Ball.

When we bind ourselves to the inward image of our soul, to our blueprint, and fully express who we essentially are, that expression will draw us into ever-deepening intimacy with our environment, with nature, with others around us.

What is “true” for men is often sold to women as universal truth. But women’s needs are not the same as men’s. The spiritual traditions that tell us to dissolve the self, to transcend the body, to strip away identity until nothing remains—those were made for men. Women are not here to dissolve.