once | now
once, you were
a sometimes painful but often happy memory
a short run with a rich narrative
now, you are
a cruel joke in your contention
you make a fantastic punchline
once, you were
a sometimes painful but often happy memory
a short run with a rich narrative
now, you are
a cruel joke in your contention
you make a fantastic punchline
The search for knowledge ends when the self is no longer afraid to feel. ~Matt Kahn Today, my daughter Gigi brought this perfectly ripe strawberry to me from the garden. She had taken a bite of it and came to share it with me. She said, “Mom! You have to taste this. It’s the most…
the emperor as she builds foundations her Mother Earth solid beneath her feet with precision and heart she crafts her life in the darkness she cries as joy floods in
a dog’s wagging tail friendly faces and toddlers my favorite cafe
To the East I travel to you In my heart White birch against steel sky An errant eyebrow Afire with sunlight And a sparrow flying from my throat Feathers surrendering To a meandering stream Or caught- in thorns Pungent sage and Marlboros As the hills stretch out Engulfing and –becoming abysmally wide And deep
speak to me with a soft mouth and i will open like a flower to the sun (for you) hold me with strong arms and i will offer all of my pink tenderness (to you) love me with heart open and i will live the tangled questions (with you)
“If you can pinpoint the exact words you’ve wanted to hear your entire life that no one has ever shared with you, and give yourself permission to openly share those words as innocent gifts of contribution with everyone you encounter, the simplicity of life purpose is effortlessly revealed.” ~ Matt Kahn There are a few…