last night,
we spoke of ragas
(and how they find their way to the end)
we spoke of not being right
(and the right to just be)
we spoke of care and not judging the lost ones
(and i trusted you a little more)
today,
the camellias are blooming soft and pink
(opening to the sun)
Last night, my kids were watching “Whose Line is it Anyway?” and marveling at how talented the people are saying things like, “How do they do that?” or “They are amazing.” While it’s true that they are talented improvisers, it’s also true that we can all do that. My training has taught me that improv…
Today’s randomly-chosen word is Artemisia as in the Warrior Queen and comes from The Daring Book for Girls by Andrea J. Buchanan and Miriam Peskowitz. I really love that my finger landed on this name rather than a more mundane word because I love her story! In fact, I might weave her story into the…
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Today’s random word comes from my friend, Aaron Dietz‘s book Super. I wrote about his book a few years ago when it was published. Today’s word is breaking. breaking with tradition. breaking up. breaking hearts. breaking old habits. break dancing. breakfast. breaking a pattern. give me a break. breaking. Breaking is a delightful word for…
I never needed you to fix me validate me or take care of me. I just needed to be loved cared for respected and held. (Still do.) “Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know…
“Obsession is a young man’s game.” ~From the film The Prestige I just watched this fabulous film which is rich with layers of narrative about the human condition, the restless, conflicted soul and obsession. It’s sometimes hard to see one’s shadow and inner conflict reflected back but that is a function of art, not unlike…
slurping chai from a saucer like a kitten (and the blushing) falling in to your gravity meandering through the conversation the day your journal (this still leaves me smiling) me, drawn to the texture of your opinions and passions (and then the kissing)