My Relationship Project for my Spiritual Psychology program is my dad. Dear ol' Dad. The two things I committed to doing this month are: placing him and our relationship in the light, essentially praying for him/us and greeting and sending him off each day with a deep hug. I've been forgetting to do the first… Continue reading My Relationship Project
Author: Grace J. Kim
In transit.
Like a charm
Man, it feels good to have this blank entry in front of me. Also, it's painful. Haha. I sit here wanting to write and the judgments introduce themselves. Really elementary judgments. Like feeling bad that I only write when I feel like it, and where's the craftsmanship in that? The dedication, the devotion to my… Continue reading Like a charm
My sincere ass prayer
Spirit, I welcome you. I invite you. Let's talk. Let's talk about my worthiness. I'd like to pick a bone with you. And I probably will get crap for talking crap on my life. But that's okay. Because I feel what I feel. I know what I know. And all that is MF valid. I… Continue reading My sincere ass prayer
Sounds good
The voice. Let the voice speak. My jaws have been feeling tight, as of late. Whether it's because of the transition back to working full-time and I'm more tired than usual. Or because I haven't been writing. I don't know. But I catch the tension that keeps sneaking back in. And I know, something wants… Continue reading Sounds good
Rising
The past month has been a quiet one for me. Somewhat of a sobering one. In the past, I might have said I lost my voice for a month. In the past, I might have apologized for my silence, to myself, to anyone that reads my stuff. In the past, I might have cringed and… Continue reading Rising
Follow the feelings – 75/100
Speechless. Wordless. Thoughtless. Never feeling-less. Emotions rule the land of humanity, the safari of connection. There, no man is exempt. No person is free from the gift of sensing, feeling. Though some attempt to flee it like a curse. Some feel that not feeling is easier. Some think that thinking is more sensible. Some prefer… Continue reading Follow the feelings – 75/100
Rules – 74/100
I was raised by rules. They were really all I knew. So much so that I didn't know what I liked, what was important to me, and really, who I was. If I wanted to be X, then I needed to do Y. If I wanted to do A, then I first needed to do… Continue reading Rules – 74/100
