intertwining

humid june dawn

glittering atoms

mysterious,

shimmering essence

coats the air

think too much

and she dissolves

with a faint giggle

lightning!

flash on emptiness

before the breath

turns in again

again, Your Love

is everywhere…

humid, loosening

spacious, spacious

mirror mirror

show me

the most

vile parts

polish me

until i am

on my knees

prostrate. {series of 3}

waking up;

a deepening

sense of intimacy

awaken to this!

widening

p e r s p e c t i v e

wake now,

loving

what is

right here.

surrendering

to the Supreme:

perpetually unfolding Love…

experiments with void {series of 3}

i pray to always understand interbeing. that everything and everyone is connected. i hope fear and tension, defensiveness, are let go of and Love is revealed. may Yoga be spread far and wide, forever. Yoga — losing myself, realizing i’m nothing, zero…… to merge with everything, infinity. to surrender and die. to make love to God. i love you ❤️…

{series of 20} kali ma

[series of 20] daises. death. deep delicate dreamscape.

was feeling so much sadness in my limbs before this photo session. it’s awesome how art can transmute emotions. witnessing Honomi move gracefully like water before my lens was such a joy. she is breathing art. we both laughed and danced with joy after the session was complete. i feel so blessed to do this work. thank You, always ♾️.

disembodiment dissolving into embodiment

“fear is like a wild shy creature standing in the woods, and we are here to say “come on out, i’m here to be with you”

—tara brach

memories from rishikesh ✨🌙

when i close my eyes, you are still alive

i’ve had dreams of my late grandmother for the past few nights. she shows up in changing forms.

last night she was a lush, verdure plant expanding all over the house, with white lilies blooming.

[portrait of me taken on film, back in december, by the beautiful meredith]

as above, so below

autonomy, lost & found

when it comes up

it’s like bile

or a slithering snake

made out of black tar,

and the pressure

inundates my cells

and the air becomes thick

***

only love can overpower

shame, grief; dense burden

maybe those things are love

contracted, constricted

dying to be seen, heard,

worshipped

***

it takes a special kind

of person to hold space

for the ugliness

to be the earth

**...

look (series of 2, on looking fear head on; on being whole alone, and together)

being brave

and connecting with pleasure

slowly slowly slowly

being brave

increasing capacity for pleasure

steady steady steady

it’s all there

inside

and we couldn’t do it

without one another

i am whole

and also

i am nothing

without you

grace, (open palms)

being aroused

by focus

and sensitivity

create experience

total surrender

sensations!

of each stroke

total acceptance

drinking in

each stroke

total presence

eroticism in purity

ocean breath

ocean breath

unconcerned

at peace now

oh, you and i

and still

neither you

nor i

eternal wonderland

come, come, whoever you are.

come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times.

come, yet again , come , come.

― Rumi ♾️🌸

wildfires

sharp & clear

soft & subtle

sky returns

***

yellow smog—

revealed loathing

reposes briefly

(shrouded ignorance)

***

bird calls

piercing midnight

choir of urgency

***

breathe deeply

while you can

no— i’m not

an alarmist

***

may we wake up

wake up!

focused gaze

upon sky-mind

***

that our home

with-...

lead us from darkness to light, untruth to truth, ignorance to wisdom

portraits by the fiercely gifted artist, Prana Michel, back in November 2021 in an abandoned seed mill.

portraits of me taken by meredith under the magnolia tree

i wonder if i could share these on instagram without getting reprimanded? anyway, what does it matter?! i love them 🌸🌸🌸 seeing oneself through a friend’s mysterious, divine eyes is such a special gift…✨

flight

heart opens

and just like

a caged bird

the part of me

that is a scared

child flys free

flys free

flys free

***

and we dance

tiptoeing through

velveteen

twinkling galaxies

our bliss-tears

turn to nectar melodies

soft giggles of angels

***

we’ve been waiting for you!

they say gaily,

donning iridescent

rainbow bodies

***

i wake up

but wasn...

june lunation

i feel an ocean

of grief within

me, wave after

wave cresting.

how to be

a witness

of the crash?

☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩. ⋆｡ﾟ

so much anger,

and underneath:

an ocean of grief.

the body remembers

everything. this body

re-members, again,

again. i surrender.

☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩. ⋆｡ﾟ

let the waters

express themselves.

i am t...

dream up above, play underneath; play underneath it all

as he focuses the lens, standing above me as i lay on the couch completely naked, i feel a firey rush of energy flood my pelvis. i can’t help but begin moving my hips with the undulating energetic current. move the body with the waves, coming and going. gone. gone. gone beyond. surrender; surrender. just like that. an electric current pierces me and in that moment there is no more i, nor him. we dissolve into That creative impulse, that artistic throb which only calls for prostration. b...