Monday, December 24, 2012

A beautiful image of two souls giving and receiving at the same time...now that's a true gift! Happy holidays!


"You ask me what I want.
You ask me what I need.
It's nothing you can buy."


This image reminds me of how I feel when I am in the presence of those who share their true selves with me.  There is no greater gift!

For all the souls who reach out and make a difference in my life, I am grateful. 

May the spirit of Christmas find you with an open heart and open arms....and gifts without price tags!

Until next year...KSRL




 

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Healers and Horses: Just ask the devil, honey...even angels fall!

"All my friends know the low rider
The low rider is a little higher"

"I'm not that kind of angel." -
John Travolta as Archangel Michael


I totally stole a portion of the title for this post from a song written by my nephew Austin Webb, because it's catchy and it's true.  At a very young age, Austin understands the duplicity we inherit the moment our spirit touches ground...and the pain we experience in our attempts to rediscover the whole.

I know, I know.  I'm beating the same dead horse here.  Duh.

Speaking of horses, did you know that the height of your horse is directly proportional to the size of the bruise you're gonna have on your ass when you fall?

Only a spiritual fool confuses being "above it all" with the idea of "compassionate boundaries."  Just saying.  There is no compassion in condescension and judgment.  And organic spirituality is a ground level experience.

And if this sounds cocky and cryptic, it is.  But if I fall off the horse, I won't fall too far.  I'm not that kind of healer.  Shoot, I might not even mess up my hair.  Yep, I'm riding one of these in this life:

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I see my friends up close and personal, warts and all.  And when they see me, I don't mind.  We're human, which means we're all pretty stupid sometimes.  When you can acknowledge this in yourself and laugh about it, you are on the road to recovery from "optical rectumitis". 

Moral of the story?  If you're going to ride the high horse, get your head out of your ass so you can see where you're going.  You might make the finish line completely unscathed and, quite possibly, untouched.

Peace and love my bitches!