“You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself” ~Buddha
each step
i am destined
to take
illuminates itself.
as i travel
in the dark,
unseen hands
keep me
from taking
a wrong turn.
every breath
every step
every moment
is an act of faith
and sublime
s
u
r
r
e
n
d
e
r
I do. I do bruise easily. I often like bruises in strategic places on my body but on my heart, not so much. The words that both scare the fuck out of me and that I most want to hear (with the right person) are: “When can I see you again?” I feel so vulnerable…
us i am slow to embrace this word it feels confining i don’t trust it i fear that i will be swallowed up in the “u” and chained to the “s” with you the “u” feels undulating the “s” safe i see nothing in your hands or heart to hurt me i see only the…
I think this little entry was one of all-time favorite mini-collages. Art-making makes me happy.
querida quanta dragon cloud blowing past a harvest moon querida quanta scent lingering on my fingertips after an afternoon dalliance (or two) querida quanta pixelated silhouette of a lover bringing memories of organic encounters querida quanta pashima warming autumn breeze rippling the edges of wondrous memories querida quanta ripples of Love bursting my heart wide…
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Whimsical Magic Today’s word comes from the gorgeous book, Dreaming My Animal Selves by Hélène Cardona which, incidentally I never would have found without the magic of the internet. I’m so glad I did because it’s a glorious book of poetry. The word I chose randomly is whimsical! Yay! I am not sure whimsy ever got…
No matter the election results tonight, tomorrow the sun will rise and children will go to school. We will feed our children and come together in community to support one another. Adult men and women will fall in love and have sex as will men and men, women and women, and a variety of other…