yesterday
was a different kind of conversation
with petals flying and thunder booming
in the end, a soft a rain fell
against the night
*
this morning
songbirds are warbling
the ancient trees are still and plaintive
a jay screeches a call to action
as the sky stretches
*
tomorrow
is not here yet
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…
gargoyles at the doors protecting and defending vulnerable hearts I have been examining my relationship to vulnerability lately and challenging myself to be more open and less guarded in my relationships. It can be hard when one is sensitive to be open. Mine is such a tender heart at times! As painful as the hurt…
In this episode, I talk about the energy of the Solstice, how to release pain and suffering through embracing the color purple, and pay homage to bell hooks, Prince, and my mama.
I got this in my inbox today from The Shift Network. This is the world I want to live in.
I don’t remember when it happened exactly, but it did. I was probably really young and impressionable at the time and I drank it in: The criticism and judgments of others, the conditional acceptance that comes with colonizing. I heard things like: Be like me and I’ll like you. Don’t be too much of…
His Futile War He and she The space between Push Pull Plunder Pillage Penetrate– Her earth Her womb Her mystery. She will not be contained. She engulfs– like the ocean or quicksand. She envelopes– like a carpet of sky or hot lava. She is volcanic mystery overflowing. He tries to contain the uncontainable.