We believe we enter relationships to experience the highs of romance and love. However, it’s clear that all love ultimately leads to heartbreak.

Our desire is to be a vehicle of freedom for each other.

Relationships have a shape to them. That shape is both defined by and defines how we interact with it.

There is freedom in the pure offering of love itself.

As with birth, a woman learns to continually dilate through the contractions. 

Anywhere we withheld vulnerability from another human being is a place we remain in bondage with them. 

What would you pine for if you knew that always and ever you were equally desired by what is issuing the desire within you?

I am all things awaiting.

A woman on a train platform,

a woman by a phone,

a woman across a table

opening the anniversary gift.

There are women these

days, ecofeminists they

call themselves,

who have taken on

trees as lovers.

If they can do that,

I can take you on, too,

as a memory, a mountain.

Jordan Peterson has a great quotation on his view of love: “If you love someone, if it’s genuine love, you see their hidden soul. You get a glimpse of light that they could reveal to the world if it were revealed.”