The hearts danced On the window while the light rose up Leaving Me capable Of holding These wild winds again
Category: memory
See the beauty
bloom
last night the whole yard was baked with moonlight and clouds. I looked up at the bigness and opened my heart. the moon being as kind as she could be shone brighter. She held me tight and gave me dreams that moved into the morning like a lullaby. She took all my laments and promised… Continue reading
Somehow
We are filled With water And sunshine at birth Somehow. The layers of my mother’s dreams live in my mouth too long. My great aunt’s fears lodged in my hips. Who am I but soil and soul trying to reconcile and remember my own thoughts? Somehow. I am here weeding and praying over this land,… Continue reading
Flinging sentences
This week has been so full already. Managing needs. Expectations. My own. Others. Here we are though. The leaves are starting to return to their true colors. This morning our hair was kissed by a sweet breeze. The sky is falling. Around us. The branches still have us in their house.here we are just waiting… Continue reading
Strength
The biggest disadvantage of this little brick house is that on very cloudy days the internet is the pits. The hubby claims clouds and weather has nothing to do with cables and fibers and that seems very logical but I still disagree. Having lived in these walls for almost six years I know a few… Continue reading
inspiration has to find you working
Inspiration exists, but it has to find you working. – Pablo Picasso in truth, I have been resistant to write here or anywhere about things because I wanted to be careful of the narrative I was projecting into the world and into my own life. The world is complicated …to say the least. I have very little… Continue reading
saying yes to what matters…
today is another rainy day. I am here writing on my actual computer because my tablet seems to have major limitations when it comes to the website. I am not complaining. just saying….I have not been willing to sit down and write here in a while but here I am. looking out at the elm… Continue reading
A soft revolution, continuing,
View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize View fullsize I am who I am doing what I came to do – Audre Lorde These days, i am learning. Softly. Embracing what i don’t know. Realizing some of my own blind… Continue reading
Rowing, again
I wrote a post for this blog. Only to find myself switching blog platforms and trying to merge blogs…this used a lot of brain power and somewhere along the way i lost what i wrote. I have to tell you, i thought the writing was quite beautiful and i wish i was one of those… Continue reading