How are you?

How are you? Right now, slippered feet resting upon leather cushion, Typing, typing my mind into understanding. Ocean waves gather, tide pulls in, pulls out. Sun still flickers close to 7 at night. Birds are out, singing to one another, or are they singing to us? Telling us of a natural order that is still... Continue Reading →

They Die, They Return.

The walls still smell like you. No matter how much the room has changed, I still see the hospital bed there with you lying in it. You didn't want to die, I know. Was it for us? Did you give your life away for our transformation? You feel far yet close. How can I find... Continue Reading →

Simply.

As my days fill fuller with places to get to and leave from, I feel tightening in my chest, Shallow breath. Mind calculating next moves, on time, expectations. Body fades into background. Is this how I'll have to live as I deepen into commitment, life work, The path of my young heart becoming? How do... Continue Reading →

Who Am I Looking For?

[Reflections upon jumping into online dating....] The swoosh of the thumb, Brings face after face after face. who am I looking for? Endlessly seeking for the one who I unconsciously believe will make me - this life - Whole. Trying to digest the bare minimum being offered about you, Sips of a human life that... Continue Reading →

Wild Intimacy

Do you ever wonder why certain sounds call to you? How the sound of a mourning dove makes my ears perk, my head turn, But for you, it may have somehow escaped your knowing. Perhaps, for you, your eyes are catching the glimmer of sun reflecting off the metal of the hand rail, While for... Continue Reading →

Creekside Lullaby

I spent two months sleeping creekside. As I was rocked to sleep each night by the rushing lullaby, The dreamscape was purified by the collection of winter rain. It became part of me, this rhythm, as if my heart beat and blood flowed along with the rippling of the water. Finally we'd emerged out of drought. The sky opened up... Continue Reading →

In Honor Of…Death

Dedicated to the grace that may arrive and inform, as death approaches. This, for Deb: As I arrive, I’m keenly aware of the unknown. All I’ve heard is that the fight is over, now it is time for you to die. As I pass over the threshold of your room’s door, I see that since... Continue Reading →

Dreaming to Form

I know what it means to have cracked fingers from hard work in healthy soil. I know what it means to do tedious work needed to support strong women birthing goodness into the world through voice, through mind, through body. I know what it means for the heart to break with incoming sorrow, tears shattering... Continue Reading →

Pointing Fingers

In moments of deep frustration, When my mind and body get agitated and impatient, I notice the thoughts that arise, The thoughts that will lead to my demise. She isn't doing her job right. It's her fault. Says one voice. They didn't design this tool right. It's their fault. Says another. When is this going... Continue Reading →

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