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Peace Is…
Photo by John McCormick I wrote this when I was in Expressive Arts Training and pregnant with my second child. Peace is… Laying in my lover’s warm, strong arms after an explosive orgasm The soft, sweet breath of my daughter rising and falling on my cheek The feeling of rightness when I touch fertile, organic,…
The Siren Call of the Sacred Feminine
She calls to me. She who is weary of living far beneath, her voice stolen by fear, her power subjugated by the will of others. I took this picture of my daughter and was captivated by the presence in her eyes. The sense of self here is a reflection of the Divine Feminine that lives…
the night's hoofs [or two points of light in the darkness]
Yesterday, I was telling my teenage daughter about having learned to say no to people that weren’t the right fit. I told her there was a time that I would hold on to something that wasn’t right because I was afraid that something better wouldn’t come along. I said, “I realized that this wasn’t very…
my short skirt and embarassing assumptions
The other day a woman at my daughter’s school was telling me about the book I am an Emotional Creature: The Secret Life of Girls Around the World by Eve Ensler. She told me she wanted to loan it me and thought I would enjoy it. She told me one particular part of it reminded…
Real
My daughter, Giovanna, and me A friend of mine that I don’t see as much as I’d like just asked me how I’m doing. I told him, “I’m real right now.” It feels good to say that and to feel it. I have a lot going on in my life and telling people “good” just…