Rachel Jacobsen

When You're Different...

 ... When you're different... People don't understand.... People judge.... Alone and disconnected.... No place in the world.... Others distinguish differences.... Succeeding losses conventional motivation.... Can't live with passion.... No opportunities to live passionately.... When... Read More

Is it possible that motivation has gotten out of control?

 Now I'm one for positive thinking and all that jazz, but after skimming through my Twitter account I was left with a nauseous feeling in the pit of my stomach.  Of course it doesn't help that everyone I follow on Twitter is somehow connected to spiritual enlightenment, or... Read More

Happy Endings

Have you ever wondered how for thousands of years people have been telling stories with the same meaning, and yet we still continue to be interested in them?  Like music for instance, how many songs exist about heartbreak or love?  Or the fairytale where a dark and evil person... Read More

Poem - A Parable

What is it deep inside of me, that drives me to insanity?... A sweetness of reality, which words can never see.... A journey into depths I fear, unfolding symbols begin to appear.... A world unbroken floats eternal, through illuminating contours internal.... My Muse shatters the world... Read More

Passion

Have you ever sat in a small dim lit lounge, with the tannins of a vintage Merlot stimulating your palate, while a live jazz band plays so close you could reach out and touch them? Naively looking toward a combination of life long talent, composed in a causal setting, creating the... Read More

A semi-integral view of the struggle to be an artist...

Why is it, that as a society we are willing to put aside the things that we are most passionate about for security? Why is it, that having a passion is considered adolescent, when most of us don't even discover what it is that we are passionate about until we're adults? Why is it that... Read More

Shedding Skin

Although I haven't been writing, I have not neglected my practice (even if I tried to neglect practicing it would be done in a way that I could analyze it... there's no escaping it for me, except...).  You could say that neglecting the blog is a way for me to protect the sacred, the... Read More

Poem - The Collective SuperConscious

You will never know happiness like I know happiness. You will never know suffering like I know suffering. My body is like an ocean, with each surge of emotion I feel move over me, laying before me the path of my destiny. Everything seen, everything accepted. I do not know you because I... Read More