Devoted To Truth; Not Another (An Essay)

I’m sure I’ll be what’s considered ‘single’ for the rest of my life.

I’m not made to be in what most would view as a ‘relationship’, no matter what I’m experiencing with another (or others).

How could I ‘commit’ to a fellow human (insane).

To anything of this world.

My devotion is to my own evolution.

And to the truth of the moment I’m in.

Schedule The Elite Retweak or Leave A Tip

Peep Mandy Bites on Love

Browse The Archives

Truth Being Played Out (An Essay)

While talking with the fellow about our recent ‘disconnect’ (which is not how I experience it; it’s just truth being played out moment to moment):

Me: “You felt like I left?”

Him: “I never felt like I had you in the first place. You’re a mystery to me.”

Me: “Well, no one’s ever ‘had’ me. But you’ve had more of me than most.”

Schedule The Elite Retweak or Leave A Tip

Peep Mandy Bites on Love

Browse The Archives

It Needed To Be Broken (An Essay)

Kristen: “Will it break him if you don’t see him again?”

Me: “I don’t care. I don’t think of it. I just go scene to scene.”

I know how my detachment appears.

But attachment isn’t natural to the being.

It’s lodged in a story of some sort.

Meaning.

Matter.

Past.

Another.

It’s not that I don’t care about other people or what they go through.

It’s that I don’t care how their human is affected by me being Mandy.

I don’t take another into account when I make my moves.

Why would someone else have anything to do with what I know I must do?

Shall I factor in everyone I know and the world at large while I’m at it?

Give me a fucking break.

If something breaks, then good.

It clearly needed to be broken.

Schedule The Elite Retweak or Leave A Tip

Peep Mandy Bites on Makin' Moves

Peep Mandy Bites on Love

Browse The Archives

He Moves With Me Seamlessly (An Essay)

He reminds me of a Leonard Cohen quote.

“You go your way. I’ll go your way, too.”

He moves with me seamlessly.

Effortlessly.

With nothing in-between.

A dance so quiet, so tender, so natural, so close.

So light.

So pure.

So empty.

So free.

Little is spoken.

Yet everything is said.

“Mine.”

“Yours.”

Here we are.

Schedule The Elite Retweak or Leave A Tip

Peep Mandy Bites on Love

Browse The Archives

The True Game Begins (An Invitation)

In both Masterclasses over the weekend, we got to the ‘Zero Point of Money (And All Things)’ cuz I meant what I said.

There were no questions left.

All the spots had been hit.

Because when you get to the very bottom / core / depths and truth of it…

it’s so fucking simple, clear and obvious.

Nothing remains.

And the true game begins.

Schedule The Elite Retweak or Leave A Tip

Purchase You Don’t Need This Money Book

Explore the Mandy Bites Collection

Browse The Archives

The Sobering Void (An Essay)

“The more you see through, the less interest you have in what you see.”

(A Mandy Bite I shared on Facebook)

Her: “And then what? I feel this in my soul.”

And then…

You let there be nothing of interest to you.

The more you’ve yet to touch will come directly from that.

The more you’ll never touch when return to what’s not true.

Schedule The Elite Retweak or Leave A Tip

Explore the Mandy Bites Collection

Browse The Archives

The Refusal To Stay Where It's False (An Essay)

my NO with him only adds to the turn on

without that being my incentive to honour it

all i know in a moment is not this

what he does with that is not my business

not my ‘problem’

not a consideration at all

and yet

what he’s done with each zig and zag of me

has been heavenly

so dreamy

and

as i continue to ride each edge

making the entrance point more narrow

more pristine for the god in me

what awaits me on the other side of that perpetual sharpening

is the more that can’t be tasted

the more that can’t be felt

were i to choose to just deny myself

and abandon what is true

and it’s that whittling down to nothing

that refusal to stay where it’s false

that devotion to truth in each moment

(no matter what happens as a result)

that creates a vortex for the ALL

the ALL that can’t be named

the ALL beyond my wildest dreams

the ALL that’s sourced from NO

Schedule The Elite Retweak or Leave A Tip

Peep Mandy Bites on The NO

Browse The Archives