Choose You by Cheryl Marlene

Choose You

You can’t choose me until you choose you.  That’s what stands before you: you.  And choice. To be at choice with me requires that you choose you. I see the hesitation born from a life time of conciliatory gestures which have slowly killed you within the intimacy of the sacred relationship which you should have …

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My Heart Shift of Loneliness

There are moments when the feeling of being alone reaches down into the tail end of my spine with a soreness of too much exertion. I take a long, slow, deep breath to calm my BEing. But before I can respond the sensation hits my heart and single tears trace paths down my cheeks. In …

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Brick Wall

I feel like I keep hitting my head on a brick wall. I show up. I smile, I lean in. I ask questions. I listen. I respond. I share. I ask more questions. I laugh. I tease. I am genuinely interested in knowing more, uncovering those unique bits of life experience which make him him. …

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Soulmates by Cheryl Marlene


Soulmates are more than romantic connection — there are two different types: transformational and transmutational. Soulmate is a term which denotes an acquaintance made at the soul level between two people often in a romantic sense. While it is true that this experience is often between lovers, at a deeper level the connection is one …

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Change of Dress

Let go came the guidance. Though standing in the middle of yoga, the words felt more like admonishment. Plus, how? I am in the middle of a posture, trying desperately to hold the form, straining muscle, holding in my tummy. What exactly do I let go while remaining in this form?

When Men Are Pigs

When men are pigs, what choice do women have? There are many choices including oinking back. For me, I know that often my choice has been to let go of myself so that I can keep some semblance of a man/pig in my life and doing so without acknowledging or confronting the lousy choice I just made for me.

Dating Rumi in the Kitchen by Cheryl Marlene

Dating Rumi in the Kitchen

I?ve recently had a change of location from the dance floor to the kitchen. Which is to say that I have changed my approach to this motion in my life called online dating. Why? Well ?.. new energy in me seeks a new metaphor for this my sacred search.

For much of the last 18 months I?ve done the online dating routine seeing myself engaged in a dance of sorts. The swaying rhythm of this back and forth motion has always had the feeling of dance: lead, follow, step, step, quick step, slow. Sometimes wallflower, though occasionally he and I make it to the dance floor for a slow waltz — even a couple of sizzling hot Salsas.

Am I too much? by Cheryl Marlene

Am I too much?

If it?s true that my marriage was to a boy who expected me to do the emotional heavy lifting in our relationship, then it follows that I have never been in a mature adult relationship with a man ? especially one who is willing and able to show up and risk sharing vulnerable, emotional intimacy. And if this is true, then it follows that even though I may have the capacity to reciprocate maturely, I have at best limited experience. And, OMG! I don?t want to screw up the next relationship. I don?t want to get in my own way or scare away potentials or fail to recognize reasonable signals because of a lack of experience. My heart feels so open and so ready to dive deeply and fully and completely and I?m not sure if I know how.

Akashic Records

Strong and Smart

A woman fully in the strength of her being is beauty incarnate. She dances with grace. She smiles easily and playfully. She moves in quiet, intentional movement, freely. She acknowledges her challenges and lives with heart. Her life exists in peace, in vulnerability, and in balance. She learns, grows and expands within the amazing infinity …

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Creeping White Lies

Have you ever had a profound moment of clarity squeeze through in just one heart beat? The kind of instant awareness in which something gnawing at you breaks free and springs into your consciousness without warning? You catch your breath realizing, “Oh! My goodness! Of course!” Clarity emerges. In that one heartbeat, you feel yourself …

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Sixty-eight Days into a New Life by Cheryl Marlene

Sixty-Eight Days into a New Life

Hindsight may be 20-20 but sixty-eight days into a new life, I stop to think of words from the past. In January, someone told me, “Cheryl expect a different outcome!” Honestly at the time, this stung a bit. I felt the implication that somehow I was stuck in seeing the same and somehow was not …

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