She is not me as I understand myself to be. She is me as I have yet to understand myself to be. She is motivated to move me through myself, and for no other reason does she speak.
About Mary Rose
Mary Rose is a 43 year old philosopher, martial artist and freelance writer. Born in Ottawa, Ontario, she hails from all over Eastern Canada but currently resides in Victoria, BC.
Mary considers herself an introvert, but is not shy in her presentation of Authentic Self. She has an affinity for nature, animals, words, mathematics, interesting conversations and learning.
Mary has a degree in philosophy from the University of Victoria, and spends her non-work time in practice of all that serves to enhance her fitness, creativity, imagination and best outcomes.
Breaking Silence: Part 4
She is not me as I understand myself to be. She is me as I have yet to understand myself to be. She is motivated to move me through myself, and for no other reason does she speak.
Breaking Silence: Part 3
‘Don’t be fooled by what seems to be. Don’t be blinded by your need to know … do not feed the feeling of envy for the ‘if only ifs’ … if only this, if only that … listen with open eyes and see with open ears to these fractured voices and parts of you. Let your dear breathing vessel be engulfed by the truth.’
Breaking Silence: Part 2
The whispering comes from a place which comes and goes; has come and gone ad infinitum. Within the first memory and within the ‘last’. The whole sequence, played many times over, in order and out of order, changes as often as my perspective and understanding does.
Breaking Silence: Part 1
The whispering of what has been, punctuated so confidently in time, like a period at the end of a mind-blowing line, in a song that you hope never ends, includes both the past and the future … what ‘has been’ is a matter of perspective.
The Magic of Serendipity
Beings and versions of us who are calling out to be heard, no matter how small the sound might feel, amid the noise of it all … calling out for someone to notice … to hear and listen and respond, with simple kindness. To interrupt the rude, and to stop the ride, and to pause on the timeline.
Facing the Demon Inside/The CoDe-mon
Feedback tells me that the inheritance of ability and power to write better code will not be revealed until ‘bad conditioned behaviour’ has been abandoned. It’s like an archetypal/archeological dig into DNA; into the code itself.
Tune in to the Best Channel: Forgotten DWave Realms
If we realize that we don’t really ‘create destiny’ (which, let’s face it, is a HUGE and scary thing to have to undertake), rather, we choose what ‘destiny’ we tune into – one that already exists among an infinite number of possibilities – we dismantle fear, doubt and anger.
Pokeman Go: Enter the Forgotten Realms of Freedom
And in the very real forgotten but never forgotten realm of right now, there is a battle going on, and there always has been. And it’s not for ‘things’, it’s to govern the mind/ment, and we won’t win a thing if we don’t raise the vibration here.
Love Factually
Even when the truth crushed me, like ever-creeping walls, closing in like some Indiana Jones scenario, and me without my party, and an invisible quiver I couldn’t even see, of arrows with fire that had burned out long ago, and my only shield was my ability to be scarier than than the fears I faced.
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