I am not saying that every boy on the way to manhood, or man on the way from boyhood is attracted to his same sex, but simply the act of disallowing the possibility is the act of shutting off a place in the heart.
And we all know closing any part of the heart is poisoning oneself, and in effect, a slow suicide that can result in many (literal and figurative) murders along the way.
I think about frogs from time to time.
They’re actually great for a good metaphor. Probably started with the frog prince… Either way frogs have always gotten a good rap. I appreciate them for their tenacity and attention to the good life.
Can you feel the proverbial frog story comin’?
As summer winds down, and many people, including myself felt like summer was a week long… I can’t help but Continue reading
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Time is moving so swiftly. Life lately moves faster than I expected it to move. Even with the old; “the Continue reading
Conscious partnerships feel like magic, but that is just the way partnerships should be lived. We are just used to living these relationships soaked in dis-ease, and twisted chicanery. It is a whole other thing to stand beside another who holds their medicine dear.
Clearing the energy and catching up to now has been an incredible journey. And I cannot believe I am saying Continue reading
Palace of Muse 