winter arrived with a song
(and a roar!)
the turning wheel brought new light
(and lusciousness)
hearts drawn on steamed windows
(with music and delight)
like a dervish, i whirl!
like a primrose, I open!
the honeysuckle is a tangle of naked branches
(summer, a distant memory)
I noticed this today sitting in the dirt at the base of my jade plant. This withering leaf with the tiny new plant growing from it. It is not attached to anything except the leaf. Rootless. I am on a healing journey that involves a rather significant rebirthing process. This process works by reclaiming all…
My solo show comes to Seattle May 4th at 8:00 pm at The Rendezvous Jewelbox Theatre Unbridled is my one-woman show about sex, love, bondage, and freedom. This hour of semi-autobiographical monologues and songs is presented in my unique “dellaluscious” style—juicy truth-talking with a good dose of humor and titillation that only a fierce and…
I was looking for this Joy List post from 2005 to remind me of what brings me joy and see if I’m on track. Turns out I am. Much of the things on the list I do frequently, if not every day. This is heartening. I may repost it with some additions but it’s good…
Window To Your Soul by Delirium on Grooveshark my current loves: unmade beds tangled questions midnight conversations well-loved teddy bears coffee breath Delirium (the band, not the state) vulnerability the pause after a thought is spoken deep listening (see above) rest sending postcards in the mail. with stamps. the scent of the yellow primrose on…
Last night I received a scathing comment on this blog post from a woman who is a friend of a friend. One of the people who lives on the edges of my life. The post clearly triggered her own feelings of low self-worth so she lashed out at me. In our subsequent email exchange, she…