we want to jump from our (un)comfortableness. we want to wrap up our humanity in a pretty bow and isolate our feeling and the rawness of life from our little air castles. death and grief are as natural as birth and joy. there is a bit of thread connecting it all. don’t rush to swallow your tears and cleanse […]
writing
open your hands to the water
if your heart is restless awaiting water maybe all you have you have to do is step in the river and open your hands i don’t really feel as optimistic as this. currently, going through photos…finds fragments ofmy friends, family and myself. seeing and feeling in words and pictures already written. the sting of loss is hard and overreaching. dry […]
self compassion / writing
waiting
These day feel slow and fast ticking. Like a collision of breathlessness and endless waiting. Waiting in the distance between spaces of who we will become. Waiting for Who I will become again and who I will be anew. A small pile of weeks to keep me company. A small pile of worries to dissolve. To hide under. Unless. […]
self compassion / writing
the conversation
this week I had one of the realist conversations of my life. You don’t need to know the particulars to know that it ended in tears, heart-felt stories shared, apologies and some very loose ends. the conversation, itself, was a major victory. the loose ends can be expected. loose ends should be expected. i know that we live in a […]
writing
yes
yes to sunlight. yes to doing art outside. yes to undoing to restore. yes to simplicity and color. yes to reclaiming a writing space inside my life. yes to morning prayers. yes to sitting by the window. yes to vesper shadow. yes to showing up, however large or small. yes to tea and talking. yes to deep kisses and walking. […]
tinyhappy / writing
expanding
i noticed that pre-child. i barely took any photos of anything but once i had the kiddo…snap snap snap. The snaps were not just of him either…the seem to be some sort of narrative about this little life, our common life and my individual inner and outer life. at first i was not sure about printing so much of this […]
self compassion / writing
wide-open hearts
yesterday was one of those days, where i completely lost my sh*t for a few moments. oh, it was nothing huge but it was a mix of a pile of frustrations and sheer tiredness (a dangerous cocktail for me). it was one of those moments when i thought all my hard-won progress in a certain area was just evaporating and […]
self compassion / writing
Let this heart beat free
Let this heart beat free/you don’t need to legitimize/be made legitimate by any eyes/but your own.
writing
reading: another brookyln
recently, i picked up another brooklyn by jacqueline woodson. i had been meaning to read more of her work every since brown girl dreaming came on my radar. i don’t know what i expected from the book because i always think of her as a YA writer. i don’t mean that i mean that as a bad thing but (thematically) […]
self compassion / writing
writing and healing
writing these days seems challenging. the words are just not flowing but then i wonder when they last did. and if that even matters. sometimes, when i write i think i am suppose to have all the answers but i am slowly seeing that writing really just brings up more questions. one of the best things writing has given me […]