A Journal of Love, Part Two:

The Erotic Invitation of Grief buried under Anxiety and Hardness

Below is another entry from A JOURNAL OF LOVE. Inspired by my upcoming 3 month program ALCHEMY OF LOVE, facilitated with my partner and the father of our daughter, Eli Buren.

These are poetic memoir style journal entries of my heart’s opening into love. They are examples of moments of what I call “practice.”

A practice of opening, softening, pattern breaking, generational trauma shifting, meeting edges and beyond…

Thanks for the reshares, comments, and the new paid subscribers from the last one.

As mentioned a few more are coming for paid subscribers. I’ll keep offering monthly (at the least) pieces for all subscribers, with two to three extra pieces for paid subscribers a month.

Enjoy.

xx Alexandra

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February 25, 2022.

Everything changed when my mom went back into the hospital. My anxiety skyrocketed. My breath became shallow. My words sped up. I was knocked off my center. 

Suddenly all my child parts were rising and so I did what I knew how to do best: went into over-functioning, holding it together, being “okay.” But my heart closed. A wall came up. It was too much to feel.