conferring in the space between the space between
i believe
our souls talk to each other
late at night
when we aren’t watching
i wish i could be a bit more privy to those conversations
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beyond the fairy tale [or what is romantic love anyway?]
beyond the fairy tale [or what is romantic love anyway?] Prince William married a commoner recently sending hearts aflutter across the Western world. (But not mine.) I find myself wondering if I am jaded or just seasoned in my years—tempered in the fire of pain, loss and the harsh reality of a would-be princess who…
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right here, right now
The girls and I were hanging out at the Seattle Center yesterday after school. It was a cold, autumn day and enormous gusts of wind had been blowing maple, birch and oak leaves all over the ground. The entire day seemed infused with a kind of magic that seemed carried on the wind. As Gigi…
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everything is writing through us
Today, my ten year old and I had a half hour after school before picking up my eldest from yoga. I bought her an ice cream then drove to a sunny spot to park and wait. As I closed my eyes and let the sun caress my skin, I remembered I had Natalie Goldberg’s book,…
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liminal
liminal woman peering into unseen spaces (swimming) stripping bare hidden agendas (treasure in truth) delighting in the scent of autumn and violent rain crashing against (everything) stirring love and spice into her soup (and life itself) greeting the light embracing the darkness (like a lover) liminal woman seeing only circles smiling at the boxes (illusory)
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penetrate me with your turgid madness
Robins wrench worms from the softening earth, trilling songbirds pour their song into the wide sky, Narcissus flirt with vibrant skirts and a thousand shades of green dance in ardent winds. Oh Spring! Penetrate me with your turgid madness! I surrender.
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Dragonfly Medicine
A shadow on my friend, Julia’s, wall that was cast by a little dragonfly hanging in the window. I drew the Dragonfly card in the Animal Medicine tarot deck by Jamie Sams so I appreciated the synchronicity of seeing this yesterday. Here’s a bit about Dragonfly medicine: “Dragonfly medicine is of the dreamtime and the…
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