PROSE and pontifications

 
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing...
— Oriah Mountain Dreamer
 

I love to explore how we touch the world and how the world touches us. It is a remarkable thing, this human experience, and I constantly marvel at how uniquely lucky we are to be alive. It is both a blessing and a challenge to be birthed into this human form and I love to explore where psychology meets experience, spirituality, emotion, culture, humanity and spirit.

I am fascinated with the diversity of our experiences and the threads of similarity than run through these human experiences.

I am drawn to think about the things that are not talked about so much - the things we culturally shame or shy away from. I believe that by bringing these taboo subjects to light, we demystify them, allowing a shift in awareness and acceptance, which can support us to come to a greater state of self love and acceptance.


Pontifications of Pippa-la

WHERE ATHENA MEETS APHRODITE

How do we call nourishing gestation & active creation into balance? How to we nourish ourselves through the busy-s and allow space for authentic inspiration to emerge? I am witnessing the places in me that I are habituated in the ‘doing’... Read More

There's a Moon Time Gremlin in my bed!

I woke up with a gremlin in my bed this morning. She visits me about once a month and my goodness she is a recalcitrant little creature! She is stubborn, ratty and can be incredibly mean... to me that is... with others she is on her best behaviour.... Read More

Shine, Shame Free

A few days ago, a Debilitating Shame around sharing Immense Pleasure In Life with you all washed over me. I noticed as I was coming back into brightness, that I was shying away from sharing the Really Ecstatic Pleasures with you all - and in fact a shying away from even Feeling Them Entirely... Read More

An Angel's Awakening

The air was cool and the night was still. Dusk was folding into night and a gentle steam rose off the water to touch the cool night air. The little boats made soft ripples on the glassy water surface and I had this sense of moving back in time to experience something touched by my ancestors... Read More