Robins wrench worms from the softening earth,
trilling songbirds pour their song into the wide sky,
Narcissus flirt with vibrant skirts
and a thousand shades of green dance in ardent winds.
Oh Spring!
Penetrate me with your turgid madness!
I surrender.
In this episode, I talk about the energy of the Solstice, how to release pain and suffering through embracing the color purple, and pay homage to bell hooks, Prince, and my mama.
Grace is always right there peering out from behind the furniture ready to say “peek-a-boo”! I really appreciate that about life.
(it began and ended with super heroes) sweetness of night cold and clear the lights of the city and the telling of stories massaging out the knots mutuality (the light is nearly at its climax now) rain-soaked honeysuckle blossoms on bare skin in the morning veneration and passion (and the burgeoning fear) “In brightest day,…
self-portrait with samsung a920 cameraphone as the light fell across her heart she listened
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…
There’s so much I want to say. So much I could say about friendship, and belonging, and how care (or the absence of it) feels deep in the center of my being. About feeling dehumanized so often. Objectified. Plunked into the fantasies and projections of men who said they loved me but didn’t show me…