and so it goes
my heart, like a sea anemone closes up when it is touched (even softly) it soon reopens ready to be touched again and so it goes
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softening
There are people that soften me– with music with a gentle heart with deep listening with sharing their vulnerability I cherish these people. (You know who you are.)
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grace | healing | love | photography | self-excavation | truth
unpacking
It has always been so hard for me to believe that I’m truly wanted anywhere. So hard for me be believe people actually loved me. I’ve always left a bag packed inside my heart. Never allowed myself to settle in. Never believed it would last. (indeed, it never did) Today, I’m going to unpack. Today,…
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grace | healing | love | photography | poetry | self-excavation | the delicious now
no defenses
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
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morning haiku in a new home
fierce wind dances with wetness warm coffee on tongue, a jet pushes through the sky
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kismet [or the lusciousness of timeless momentary lingering]
a wound begging to be touched
and healed
