weathered
how we’re still working on bringing ourselves and the world around us to back to life…
how we’re still working on bringing ourselves and the world around us to back to life…
I hear songbirds and the last, dying breaths of the cicadas.
there is no place here for the army of cruelty
single leaf falling
Leave a comment This piece says everything about what I want (and have) in community. In my relationships. In my work. And what I offer folx. After a couple of years of strange relationship dynamics, what I know for sure is I have some really loyal and dear folx in my life and I’m so…
Today’s love note is all about staying with the flow of the river of life. I almost said “in the flow” but that’s a given. We’re in the flow whether we like it or not. When we stay with it though, it’s much nicer. Have a listen! The tea I’m sipping on in the recording…