Petals

Sipping some delightful French pressed coffee, listening to my new Christina Aguilera CD (thanks Mom!), watching my girls play and just relaxing on this beautiful, winter day. The holidays this year have been a time of more simplicity which has allowed time for what is most important to me. I have made fewer commitments, done…

Photo by John McCormick I wrote this when I was in Expressive Arts Training and pregnant with my second child. Peace is… Laying in my lover’s warm, strong arms after an explosive orgasm The soft, sweet breath of my daughter rising and falling on my cheek The feeling of rightness when I touch fertile, organic,…

Yesterday was a tough day. (Divorce is messy, I’m finding.) It’s amazing what a little sidewalk chalk drawing with a child can do for one’s Spirit. I am incredibly blessed.

“Somehow there’s no more darkness left at all. I’ve soaked up sunlight through a thousand wounds, and now this whiteness that I cloak you in you won’t find even in the Alps: this wind whirls also there on high and stains the snow. Even white roses bear a hint of dust. The ultimate miracle is…