after school haiku
under cloudy sky
fennel flowers and barbed wire
laughing our way home
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…
Leave a comment This piece says everything about what I want (and have) in community. In my relationships. In my work. And what I offer folx. After a couple of years of strange relationship dynamics, what I know for sure is I have some really loyal and dear folx in my life and I’m so…
unlearning in an unclassroom One of many boxes created to contain the uncontainable. (the vastness of the universe defiantly sneers at these structures) Brave, beautiful souls baring of self in our chromatic splendor. (we are brighter than these glaring lights that cast false shadows on flat surfaces) Space within space within space.
i have a thousand ways i want to distract you close your eyes and breathe in this luscious strawberry before i put it on your tongue sit with me fully clothed my head in your lap your fingers on my cheek and tell me your stories or bring your weary head (so filled with thinking)…
āYour only true purpose is to love yourself and others through the ups and downs of their decisions and choices. Everything else is character development in lifeās eternal play.ā ~Ā Matt Kahn On the current leg of my journey, I am trying to just be aware of things and heed Matt’s wisdom. I’ve been noticing a…
I created a new word about something I have done a lot which I am henceforth eliminating from my vocabulary. Yes, that’s right, I am both creatrix and destructrix right now, in this moment. The word is “reminiscilocomotion (verb): the act of moving forward while looking back.” I am not the girl who got “bad-touched”…