Author: Helen B. Funk

Mastery of Self Love Through Awareness and Doubt

I had my two cousins come over last night for some Chipotle’s and chit chat (were all broke and on a budget, so don’t judge) and a few hours into our gathering I had the sudden urge to be alone. This surprised me. I’m alone … Continue reading Mastery of Self Love Through Awareness and Doubt

Does The Compulsion to Label and Identify Really Serve Us?

Just yesterday, I wrote about the concept of the Twin Flame lovers and how I feel that my last relationship resonates with this ideology. Today, it dawned on me that although I feel better at being able to identify his role in my life and … Continue reading Does The Compulsion to Label and Identify Really Serve Us?

How Do You Get Over A Breakup with Someone Who Is Your Twin Flame?

I’ve been slacking on writing recently. I’m not sure what to write about and when I do get ideas, they’re fleeting like the days of our lives. Since I’ve taken on painting, the desire to write has diminished slightly. It’s either because I’ve had writer’s block … Continue reading How Do You Get Over A Breakup with Someone Who Is Your Twin Flame?

Practicing Presence and Compassion through the Act of Listening

I had a conversation with my mom the other night about her memory of my grandma helping when she was pregnant with my sister. She cried as she reminisced about the past and tearfully acknowledged (and appreciated) all that her mother did for her. My … Continue reading Practicing Presence and Compassion through the Act of Listening

A (Late) Letter to Santa: All I Want for Christmas is …

As kids, we are taught that if we behave and are “good”, we will be rewarded with many gifts for Christmas. One of the traditions is to write Santa a letter, describing what you want and if you fulfill all of your duties, Santa will … Continue reading A (Late) Letter to Santa: All I Want for Christmas is …

Practicing Bravery While Riding the NYC Subway

Riding the train to work this morning, the dude sitting next to me decided to use the pole as his foot recliner while conversing with his buddy. I only noticed because I felt a slight shift of energy with mild tension filling the train cart. … Continue reading Practicing Bravery While Riding the NYC Subway