sunday morning haiku
softness of an infant’s head
the scent of amber
a Mariachi band plays!
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hippie love
Oppression leads to powerlessness. Powerlessness leads to acts of terror and more oppression. This is true regardless of scale. Wounded souls create more wounding. We all need love + compassion. Sending out love and light to all hearts on this day marked with tragedy but also strung together with copious amounts of grace like the…
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a slice of now.
There is no poem in my heart today, only a deep recognition of my growth and my humanity. I realized today that I have reached a place in my life where I can sit with sorrow, grief and “imperfection” without looking away or trying to fix it. Not every day, perhaps, but often. I realize…
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infused with tenderness
“You don’t have to let yourself be terrorized by other people’s expectations of you.” ~Sue Patton Thoele As the rain is falling with soft urgency this morning and the bright green birch leaves outside my window flirt with me, I sit here in my warm bed sipping coffee, listening, reflecting and looking at my Facebook…
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one leaf
“We are one leaf on the great human tree.” ~Pablo Neruda Because I know how it feels to be objectified and made into “the other”–the faceless, the nameless the object that is easy to discard, use and manipulate for gain–I am remembering on this day to stay human, to see the relationship of myself to…
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empathy, mama birds and new mythologies
mama bird in her nest protecting her own eggs I am a walking mirror neuron. Highly empathic and extremely sensitive, I feel other people’s feelings and tend to see deeply into situations. It’s both a gift and a burden. At at improv class I took recently, I mentioned my tendency towards empathy in a self-deprecating…
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the magnificent space
Antistrophes by Rainer Maria Rilke Ah, Women, that you should be moving here, among us, grief-filled, no more protected than we, and nevertheless able to bless like the blessed. From what realm, when your beloved appears, do you take the future? More than will ever be. One who knows distances out to the outermost star…
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