Music & Playlists
Song "Love Your Existence" by @MoStFeAr, Alan Watts
"What is discord at one level of your being is harmony on a higher level..." - Alan Wattss
Books I love…
Untie the Strong Woman - Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés
Kundalini - Svoboda Aghora II
A Thousand Seeds of Joy - Ananda Karunesh
The Choice - Dr. Edith Eva Eger
The Boy, the Mole, the Fox, and the Horse - Charlie Mackery. Our favorite goodnight story..
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Meditation
The Embrace of Acceptance
Jacqueline Khan
Podcasts
Staying Conscious in the Face of Adversity - Eckhart Tolle
The Alchemy of Befriending Ourselves in Difficult Times - Matt Licata, PhD
Stories to Save Us - Michael Meade
Tapping & Anxiety Hacks - Nick Ortner
Holocaust Survivor - Dr. Edith Eger
The Embrace of Acceptance
Jacqueline Khan
Podcasts
Staying Conscious in the Face of Adversity - Eckhart Tolle
The Alchemy of Befriending Ourselves in Difficult Times - Matt Licata, PhD
Stories to Save Us - Michael Meade
Tapping & Anxiety Hacks - Nick Ortner
Holocaust Survivor - Dr. Edith Eger
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Watch
Eco-Meditation Tapping with Dawson Church
How to Love Yourself to the Core - Jen Oliver
For You...
Mary Oliver
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees.
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees.
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.