SHE IS A FOLLOWING WIND
When I feel her there seems nothing I cannot do.
Rev. Hans Peter Meyer
A teacher & coach of authentic relationships I'm working with men and couples to make their lives happier. I'm also a certified Life-Cycle Celebrant™ (weddings, funerals, the rituals of this life).
FROM A DEEPER UNDERSTANDING
I am beginning to understand something very basic...
THE HE/ART OF MY VULNERABILITY
Her tenderness teaches me, when I am paying attention, about the softness and subtlety of life around me.
THE CHOICES. THEY NEVER END
What happens, in my life, if I choose to open...?
SLOW IT DOWN
...being like a stone
HER THROAT, MY HEART, THIS SONG
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THIS GARDEN, LIVING AND DYING
Seeds germinate. Roots push into the muck. They draw sustenance from this muck, and push that up and into stalks and buds. Here, in this garden, my family blossoms. My love blossoms. My beloved blossoms. My life is shaped. And here, too, all of it withers, dies.
PRACTICE, TO BE THE MAN I AM
And, coming up for air, coming through practice, feeling held, I am so grateful for this practice!
TENDERLY, I HOLD IT ALL
Alders, kissed by a moment of April sun, and only for as long it takes me to do a short meditation, opening red buds into a green haze of fresh leaves high in the forest. I sit and see it all, and am on the edge of tears. My heart breaking for joy.
REMEMBERING THE CROOKED WAYS
...my history with women –and especially the women I've loved– is a history of avoiding the wisdom that comes from this surrender. Avoiding. Or, as I am realizing, actively resisting.
SHE NEEDS TO BE FREE
It's easy to say I want the good and the beautiful, but they are sisters to chaos and unhappiness, ugliness and dis-ease.
BEING ALONE, TOGETHER
Without this distance, it I would be in constant commotion.