Today I woke up noticing the cold weather on my face. Today I noticed how smooth my hair has become, how soft and cozy the bed is. The sheets with the blue duvet on it, swimming in a light green colored room. I woke up and stretched, feeling my muscles lengthen. The day outside is cold but gorgeous. I can see the sun wanting to hold every leaf, there are people moving, just getting their lists ticked and their lives complete. I went to the kitchen and got some coffee for breakfast. I’m noticing the small things, like how bright … Continue reading October 23, 2014

I don’t believe that my heart is special. People are not apathetic. They are lost. They are afraid. They see no answer. To mitigate this terror, they turn to their perpetrators for acceptance and advice, as any abused child would do. They listen to the mouth-pieces of the systems which have unjustly imprisoned and violently abused all that is life-affirming, natural and real. They outlaw all wildness. They use us to destroy ourselves, and we wonder why we suffer so much. We are all accountable for this. I don’t believe that my deep-feeling-rawness, the way I feel when the ordinary … Continue reading We are not so separate…

On the clothesline, I extend gratitude to the complicit eyes who have visited my yard over the years. I am grateful for the generosity of those who, in the letters and messages in which I have sewed my comfort and contentment, I will also rest in them for so long. I thank all those who made me into the word a bridge for honored encounters. To those who, unknowingly, took my seeds beyond my limited horizons, expanding into literary realms that we all walk through. I thank you all for allowing me to be a small translator of our immensity, … Continue reading Gratitude …