what are we made of
when at half way, is there a moment’s pause opening to the humming heart, buzzing mind for momentary reflecting back, a doubling of quiet attention before being pulled to frenzy is a week a unit of time if it includes […]
spirit, creativity, wellness
when at half way, is there a moment’s pause opening to the humming heart, buzzing mind for momentary reflecting back, a doubling of quiet attention before being pulled to frenzy is a week a unit of time if it includes […]
where other inspiring figures have been now a rat, one that shows up all over is even cooked, though not eaten he retains lazy, oily, persistent presence go where you are loved, many places you are not loved where there […]
she was insistent, twice testing window of dreams i did not know hummingbird as night flyer nor did i know that spirit is present in between when sometimes waking might be needed to see. she taught me to know a […]
a bird who migrates locates in relation where fence posts once held bird houses, skulls or mens hats now decorate barbed wire defining property without accounting for theft. are the bluebirds still visiting in heat and smoke or is it […]
what leaders forget of love and curiosity, what is still here, but can be destroyed carelessly. there is love still in loss, there is joy yet in grief words given for their bravery, taken for their ease hidden, distorted, compliant […]
since I blocked their influence, it was silent a guarded heart, awaiting opening guidance sitting with you, sitting with myself, i keep space around the words, around the feeling, for echo belonging is a cry, an offering, an energy sharing […]
i was asked to carry one more child in grief my no said no in absolute terms my mouth paid to say yes, said a qualified yes with a decision of refusal landing in finality eagle aspirations, falling among frantic […]
a suffering story, to make meaning telling truths their thin line of connection to place, love, a path protection in rising strength, survival in honesty we affect each other, each, an other to many when might my story serve you, […]
you gave me a home in water, then a name, next a sister, who shed and shared tears, who screamed blame as I carried water. now that we know being alive is your burden we are together, left at the […]
the snow could not be deeper, then it is ancestors find me indoors rest is sometimes given, sometimes taken when I tilt my head to be held by you this invitation lands in my dreams where the shards are kept, […]