What if we responded to anger with breath and curiosity rather than fire and certainty?
Gratitude has become my companion and lover in the way no mortal can or could For no matter the weather or way love is but a breath away and can … Continue reading Meditation #3
Happiness isn’t living in a perpetual weirded-out state full of rainbows and unicorns and fluffy bliss. It’s awareness and ability to grant space and grace to less-than-perfect moments in the … Continue reading Meditation #2
When you seek to understand patience Do not ask the human, nay but a soul forced into physical form, life allowed only from the construct of time on a birth … Continue reading Meditation #1
Yellow finches flit and dance about in blue spruce morning dew impossible to discern the space in which sunlight ends and wings begin
I finally mustered the bravery and courage this morning to look at the rosters of my upcoming school year, a symbolic moment of every August, that day I officially end … Continue reading I Am Not Ready
I have started no fewer than 6 blog posts in the last 7 days to reintroduce myself to longer writing after this daily poetry stint (it’s not over, I just … Continue reading What Keeps You From Writing?
Wishing pain on others for what they say do believe seek only serves to keep you small dark hurt ignorant and mired in the sticky-deep residual memory of what they … Continue reading Everyday Poem #21
What is the difference between faith and fate? A vowel or two? An extra letter? Your God or my Goddess? Or is there any difference At all? … Image courtesy … Continue reading Everyday Poem #20
What if that one true wish you’ve always held never arrives lost in the cosmos insufficient postage returned to sender no such address because the universe is in the process … Continue reading Everyday Poem #19: Wish
Is it true? Ask these razor-sharp words your mind shouts at your heart when obstacles block your progress when hurt dulls your happiness when indigo uncertainty spreads inky clouds of … Continue reading Everyday Poem #18
Beneath the broken yolk of sunrise, flowers like gauze– planted by moonbeam shafts streaming once white and singular and watered by the moon dreams of whispers between things never imagined– … Continue reading Everyday Poem #17
What if our only job in this very short lifetime is to wait pause breathe believe love expand be? … Image courtesy of Evgeni Tcherkasski from Pixabay
I woke up at five am only to journal and walk and coffee and journal again (the second time with John Mayer) writing two things: one poem about broken promises … Continue reading Everyday Poem #15a
Yesterday left like a promise but what is a promise, exactly? The momentary words of one against a present yet unavailable The conditional happiness of another delicate, nebulous, dreamy, elusive … Continue reading Everyday Poem #15