A hundred degrees today. The trees cooled me in all the ways.
This transmission came mid-walk. Raw. I sneezed in the middle of it and kept going.
It’s the continuation of what I’ve been sitting with: self-continuity. The Goddess teaching me what it means to stay inside myself — how to recognize the moment I’m about to leave, and choose differently.
I am rewiring deep grooves of memory that lead to outward movement too early, too fast, or where outward engagement shouldn’t exist at all.
The longing piece came through clearly today. How women — how I — have been organized around the longing for inclusion in a man’s way of being. How desire and capacity are not the same thing. How we have confused intimacy with permission. How all the conversations about the masculine, all the talking, all the sensing and intuiting his center — the hidden function of that is to take us out of our own.
The masculine has its own initiations. We are not privy to them. We never will be. This is not a wound. It is a structure.
We have our own ceremonies to enter.
Not outside of us. Not located in anyone else. Nowhere to be found but deeper in the well of our own Being.
Every time the pull comes to track him, to know what’s going on with him — that is the signal. Go deeper inside yourself.
Mary and Jesus were watching from the neighbor’s yard as I passed. A hundred degrees and the roots still cool.
I write at the crossroads of ancestral knowing, embodied life, and living inquiry.
The Daily Return gathers what becomes visible through devotion to another way of generating life.
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