Energetics

Two For One (An Essay)

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I had a call with a hottie who I soon realized was nowhere close to being ready for a call with me.

She was committed to her stories.

She didn’t actually want to be free.

So I interrupted her mental masturbation by letting her know this isn’t the work I do and I ended the Zoom call.

She called me on Messenger a moment later.

And I had no problem picking up because ‘new moment, new everything’ in Mandyland.

I was happy to start again.

But she was still there; not here.

So I ended that call, too.

*sends a cheeky new invoice*

Because that is the work I do.

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Stuck Together (An Essay)

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if the only thing keeping you together is your unnatural attachment to one another

(and all attachment is unnatural)

made possible only through the sticky and accumulated shit you both have brought to the relationship table

things like your respective and shared pasts

your so-called traumas

your personal needs and desires

your ongoing focus on yourself and the other

then you’re not yet truly together

because of all that shit in the way

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Using Every Bit (An Essay)

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Doing ‘the work’ doesn’t automatically or even fundamentally change the externals of your life (and it can).

But it absolutely changes your experience of the externals, of yourself, and of the moment, as you continue to lift every veil that’s been clouding your vision for so long.

Doing ‘the work’ leaves you with a seamless inner experience that remains untainted by whatever comes up.

Because stuff will always come up.

In you and in life.

And eventually you can’t even tell one thing from another because all things are made equal in the face of that inner stillness.

And every bit is used as the portal that it is.

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