Beauty in Tragedy

I have been synthesizing a lot of late. I have been walking more and more squarely into developing my psychic awareness and living a more spirit-led life. This means consciously choosing pretty much everything and living in a place of open surrender. It means when things don’t feel quite right, I have to listen. It…

This is the place of creation, the matrix, the womb. It is woman. This is a mother’s stomach in its beauitful, natural state. I see a lot women today who seem to deny the roundness of their womb. I can’t help but wonder if this rejection of our natural form isn’t a rejection of the…

Photo by John McCormick I wrote this when I was in Expressive Arts Training and pregnant with my second child. Peace is… Laying in my lover’s warm, strong arms after an explosive orgasm The soft, sweet breath of my daughter rising and falling on my cheek The feeling of rightness when I touch fertile, organic,…

Plum Blossoms in Sepia I remember looking at the plum tree outside my window last fall at the tangle of moss-covered, leafless branches and marvelling that something that looked so dead would ever bear fruit again. I wrote this haiku to capture the moment: filled with promise plum branches rest in autumn darkness We all…

“Our being is continually undergoing and entering upon changes… we must, strictly speaking, at every moment give each other up and let each other go and not hold each other back.” -Rainer Maria Rilke

It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue by Bob Dylan You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin’ through And it’s…