filled up with goodness

ByKymberlee March 23, 2013

When my body is filled with endorphins and sweat is rolling down my back, there’s no room for anything but

“Fuck, yeah!”
“That’s right.”
“YES!”

and other bits of goodness.

intimacy

ByKymberlee October 18, 2011

“A true relationship is a celebration of intimacy. Intimacy acknowledges the capacity you have to embrace another to the degree you’re willing to embrace yourself. The heart of intimacy never suggests: “I’m here to help you approve of me.” Instead, the heart of intimacy says, “I choose to love you no matter how you view…

no defenses

ByKymberlee March 30, 2011

life has rubbed away every last bit of callous around my heart i am here, defenseless and empty surrendering full up with tears of sorrow and joy forgiving and forgiven opening my heart to the unknown sky

bricolage project day 15 [result]

ByKymberlee October 15, 2015September 28, 2024

As a Result of Tensions Today’s random word, result, comes from Archetypes & Strange Attractors: The Chaotic World of Symbols by John R. Van Eenwyk who I had the pleasure of hearing speak at Antioch University Seattle many years ago. Because I love the text so much, it serves nicely as today’s quote: “As we…

inspiration | photography | pleasure | self-excavation | the delicious now

likes (not on facebook)

ByKymberlee June 4, 2012

I’ve been doing serious writing for weeks. My mind is wandering to stuff I like. Here goes: love fast cars open hearts dark chocolate strong men (and women) morning toes in wet grass kissing (lots) puppy breath my kids singing dancing flowers petting (both directions) friendship artmaking of all sorts smart people creative people truth…

faith | poetry | self-excavation

like a swarm of bats

ByKymberlee September 25, 2012

first they were far away from a country girl riding bareback into the storm then they were buried beneath cubicles and his need for sports and security later they came wailing with the babies and their scattered, pressing needs now, my dreams come like a swarm of bats flying out of my heart to be…

current loves

ByKymberlee February 24, 2012

Window To Your Soul by Delirium on Grooveshark my current loves: unmade beds tangled questions midnight conversations well-loved teddy bears coffee breath Delirium (the band, not the state) vulnerability the pause after a thought is spoken deep listening (see above) rest sending postcards in the mail. with stamps. the scent of the yellow primrose on…

“Fuck, yeah!” “That’s right.” “YES!”

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“YES!”