My soul healed a man I hardly knew

My soul healed a man I hardly knew

I went into his bedroom, where he was naked on white sheets on this hot summer night, and sleeping, his small, muscled body and limbs like a starfish, and I hovered over him, and put my (hands?) on his right shoulder.  

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Risky Sexual Behavior, Pandemics & Grief

Risky Sexual Behavior, Pandemics & Grief

I moved through my grief, by sleeping with men I didn’t know. Through nightclubs and Madonna and sex in parking lots, from England to Rome to South America. I had sex with a priest, my therapist, an architect, and a stock broker.

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Exhale your grief

Exhale your grief

Our breath goes out into the air, into the earth, into the universe, back to the source. Our lessons are released into the world, return home.

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The darker the times, keep walking

The darker the times, keep walking

We are all connected to each other, to every living thing. I walk miles every day – to the waterfalls, the beaches, pass the night owls and the shearwaters in a kind of meditation and gratitude.

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