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)
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It’s been a minute since I’ve written on this blog, chief among them graduate school at Antioch University Seattle. Â I’ll be finished soon and my thesis is done. Â Done. Â It won’t be long before I have a piece of paper that says MAEd. It’s hard to believe, to be honest. Â It’s been a long and…
under cloudy sky fennel flowers and barbed wire laughing our way home
This is my daughters’ plastic horse which was given to them by my Mom. They love her and bring her oats and water. It’s very dear. I had a real horse that looked very much like her when I was a girl. Her name was “Lady” and she was both my best friend and my…
In this episode, I talk about my intention for 2022, use books as a type of tarot reading for you, give a review of the new Maggie Gyllenhall film, talk about being a complicated mother, and more.
Everything changed when I gave up being domesticated and comfortable and chose fulfillment instead. (my heart is feral and I like it that way.) Everything changed when I learned that father doesn’t know best. Everything changed when I decided to love myself just as I am. Everything changed when I went on an oppression diet…
I could not have known what love is if I had never felt this longing. Anything done to excess becomes boring except this overflow that moves toward you. ~Rumi