With the deepening awareness of conscious awakening and the unfolding understanding that comes from a life of sobriety and integration, I have found many concepts that have been tossed around by authors (myself included) to hold truths. There is no doubt that we tap into the subconscious when we authors channel our literary dances into prose and …
Rahm’s mother I tapped the table with her fingers then focused on me intently. “A woman’s power lies in her womb.” She said. Her tone was gentle, but strong, and in my state of being I was completely entranced. “Her womb is a sacred site on her body. If someone enters this sacred site without …
Climbing into the back of Erin’s van, I marvelled at the decorative style that he had created. Batik sarongs, psychedelic hangings over a carpeted interior wall lining, kept me warm as I lay on his mattress. Bundles of his clothes sat to my right with Kristen and my backpacks on my left. I had chosen …
Leaving Port Douglas in early November 1997, I wondered if my life could become any more interesting. My time there felt like a waking dream. Reality seemed malleable, a thought or feeling able to change an experience in any given moment, and it often did, instantly. Port Douglas was a playground for me in 1997, …
I had no intention of practicing the CE5 protocols when I went to Wright’s Hill in Karori that Friday night. The plant medicine I had taken had elevated my mood, and I felt buoyant and mischievous as I drove up into the ranges. Arriving at my destination, I got out of my car giggling as …