I let the mandala tell me what she wants to BE. I follow the curves and let the mandala have her voice, because that is what she needs. She needs room to play and to breathe and be imperfect.
My courage and I found each little by little.
Then we courted each other…
Then we took the plunge…
Until one day it became a holy marriage and then it was game fucking on.
Courage and I are now married for life and it is a holy and sacred union.
when the mind makes up stories, be the witness, step outside the story and change it.
when the mind is stuck, do something, anything different to shake things up.
when the mind wants you to suffer, acknowledge the fear that drives this suffering and deepen into it so it can dismantle and release.