queen of cups
trickling tributaries
raging rivers
bipolar bifurcations
she,
discerning
choosing
surrendering
choosing life
choosing love
neither predator
nor prey
(finally!)
an open vessel–
at once overflowing
and empty
ready to fill
and be filled
my capacious heart (open) full moon setting at dawn my capricious heart (following) leaves swirling in cold wind my tenacious heart (wounded) embracing a chameleon sky
My friend sent me this song today saying it reminded her of me. It feels good to be seen thusly and it’s true. Only the truest love is welcome in my heart. It’s what I deserve. He told me I am toxic but everyone else has told me how adorable and adored I am. He…
They say life is more beautiful when you’re in love. (and it’s true) I’m finding it is positively breathtaking as I learn to fall in love with myself. (sweetness there) Suddenly, gifts are given freely and received with grace. (so much grace) The reds and yellow of life jump out from the grey, lurking shadows…
I hear songbirds and the last, dying breaths of the cicadas.
What sower strode across the earth, Which hands sowed The heart’s seeds of fire? Like rainbow’s bands they went out from his fists To the frozen ground, young earth, hot sand And there shall they sleep Greedy, and drink up our life And break it into pieces For the sake of a sunflower you don’t…
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