the drive home
pigeon blanket over trains
clouds fill equinox sky
the road stretches before me
pigeon blanket over trains
clouds fill equinox sky
the road stretches before me
The Beginnings and Ends of Shadow Today’s randomly chosen word, beginnings, comes from the achingly beautiful book, Counting by 7s by Holly Goldberg Sloan. I got the book for my daughter and ended up reading it. I’m so glad I did. It’s the kind of story that takes your heart out, squeezes it hard, heals…
sometimes, when i am most despondent when i feel i have betrayed or been betrayed too many times to count (or handle)– just then when i doubt myself my wisdom my power my grace (my existence)– right then wings aflutter an angel comes (in myriad forms) bringing a reflection of my wholeness my beauty my…
Relax, people. The world isn’t ending just our assumptions about it. It’s about to get a whole lot more fun and interesting. Let’s hold hands and see what happens.
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…
There is no poem in my heart today, only a deep recognition of my growth and my humanity. I realized today that I have reached a place in my life where I can sit with sorrow, grief and “imperfection” without looking away or trying to fix it. Not every day, perhaps, but often. I realize…
I saw Tom Shadyac’s film I AM last night. As the director of films like “Ace Ventura” and “Bruce Almighty”, he’s a man who had “the dream”–the houses, the cars, the private jet and, after an accident, realized that those things are not really what make a person happy. He set out on a quest…