…a gathering space for inspiration, body-stories, poetry, and works-in-progress
a poem and a dedication
sliding under stories andkissing you again and again
love notes from my afternoon…
from winter solstice to summer solsticeshape-shifting in darkness and light
Here I am. Right here.
contemplating a passage from the Tao Te Ching
relaxing my human form long enough foranother language to emerge…..
Resting and awakening…
growing up, growing downcycles of life, death and contemplation
And in my dream I walked down a long and solitary corridor….
contemplating life-death-life cyclesautumn 2013 to spring 2018
snow becoming sleet becomingwords becomingI ambecoming
Amidst chaos, here I Am; a Gift.
minister from the overflowgive of your plentitudenot of your poverty
"Oncea single cellfound that it was full of lightand for the first time there was seeing..."
Why hurry up to wait when we can enjoy the space in time?love note to myself, to you, to the earth - then and now
...from that moment as a young child until now, I feel the steady ache of my heart beating-breaking-wondering-tending-mending over and over and over again.
entering into your sweet, dark spaces...
short and sweet for the first Monday in February
every day the world will drag you by the hand....yank it back and place it on your heart.
a video meditation
dancing above the abyss....
wondering and wandering through passageways under and between stone
When the busy-ness of my day weighs so heavily upon methat I am on the verge of getting lost in distraction and exhaustion,I ask myself a series of questions to shake the stupor andfind my way back home.
continuing the circling stories of last week's post,I wander off-trail and learn how getting lostbrings me closer to home.
knowing oneself is not so much about introspection as interaction...
the interplay of a photo and a poemin and through my body