Relationships + Society

D Digest: Sisterhood, thoughts on infidelity [VIDEO] and admitting when it sucks. My May roundup!

D Digest: Sisterhood, thoughts on infidelity [VIDEO] and admitting when it sucks. My May roundup!

Infidelity, sisterhood, and self-respect either way. #Lemonade and Love. I’ve got a lot of thoughts about infidelity in particular — which is at the heart of Lemonade. In committed relationships you bleed, you sweat, you change. You contort, love, fuck, and devote to...

Easing someone’s suffering…without suffering. Is it possible?

Easing someone’s suffering…without suffering. Is it possible?

Do I have to feel your pain in order to help ease your pain?

And, if I guard myself against your suffering, am I less useful? If I want to detach from your pain, am I less loving? If I think, “I’m glad I’m not going through that”, am I cold hearted? If I’m grateful for my strength or good fortune in comparison to your so-called weakness or misfortune, does that make me…just secretly horrible?

How to be generous.

How to be generous.

Let go of things you think you cherish. A waitress at dinner complimented my friend on her earrings. My very cool friend left the earrings with the tab. I bet that small act rocked the waitress’ world. How much do you really need your stuff? Sometimes we hold onto things for the “principle”. Like say, your bestie loves all things owls but you’re holding on to that owl-embroidered smock that you never wear because your aunt made it. Give it.

Do it for the love

Do it for the love

Money, approval, association — those are each healthy components to pulling off good stuff, but only if they’re rooted in the true love of what you’re doing. First, integrity, then hustle.

No matter what you do in life, whether it’s truly noble or expedient BS, you’re going to sweat for it, you’re going to lose a few battles, get criticised, hit the wall.

There aren’t many shortcuts to greatness, so really, just #doitforthelove.

Authenticity is magnetic

Authenticity is magnetic

…and by that I mean…being “real” is attractive, compelling, shiny — respectable. That said, being you doesn’t mean EVERYONE will dig you — we all have different flavours and tastes. But it does mean that your tribe will be able to see you. And the people who are ready to have what you offer will hear you. And the universe will get a very clear signal about what makes you more…YOU. And it will deliver more YOU-affirming things into your life.

D Digest: Pain, Betrayal, Healers and Business. Just another month o’ intensity on my site. The June Roundup is here.

D Digest: Pain, Betrayal, Healers and Business. Just another month o’ intensity on my site. The June Roundup is here.

Shamans, intuitives, channellers, mediums, clairvoyants, seers, priestesses, ministers, healers, crystal workers, alchemists, and energy workers. I know them. I started reading books of channelled material when I was thirteen. Went to my first psychic at fifteen. Currently, I have an energy worker on my business payroll. Really.

#TellThemNow. The intimacy of gratitude will blow your life wide open. (+ a Father’s Day video that will have you weeping)

#TellThemNow. The intimacy of gratitude will blow your life wide open. (+ a Father’s Day video that will have you weeping)

One of my least favourite behaviours of mine is withholding love. I’m hugely proud to say that it rarely happens. (If you’re going to boast about anything, let it be your capacity for loving.) But it still happens. It’s a reservedness that creeps over my usually boundless heart. I tell myself that staying quiet will give me shelter (from what?*), but it isn’t shelter at all.

Swallowing your words, paying rent in hell, and maintaining appearances. Why we make (unhealthy) compromises.

Swallowing your words, paying rent in hell, and maintaining appearances. Why we make (unhealthy) compromises.

There are two kinds of compromise: the kind that heals you by expanding you — it’s the healthy kind that stems from real love and grace. And because it usually brings some delight with it, then doesn’t feel much like a compromise after all. And then there’s the kind of compromise that bruises your soul…