2016 felt like ripping off a giant, stinking bandage and exposing the raw, festering wound that lies underneath. Now we are all just gathered around, aghast, mouths gaping, wondering what the fuck to do and how could this be. When the air hits, it burns. When the ugly and shocking truth arrives into the light … Continue reading The year of Light.
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The in between place: Sometimes things are just shitty.
I'm in the hard holding space. The painful, restless, unknowing place of trying to hold more than a human heart is capable of holding without knowing how anything is going to turn out. The in between space, waiting for each next breath, each next step, having faith that healing can happen, that peace is possible. … Continue reading The in between place: Sometimes things are just shitty.
What She had to tell me in the end.
There is something about Fall. Something about the change of light, the movement of air, the fragrance of earth and bark and foliage that makes my heart feel a fullness it hasn't felt all year. Something about this season reminds me of the passage of time more than any of the others; the simultaneous coming … Continue reading What She had to tell me in the end.
Don’t Go Back to Sleep.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep. You must ask for what you really want. Don’t go back to sleep. People are going back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch. The door is round and open. Don’t go back to sleep. ~Rumi I've … Continue reading Don’t Go Back to Sleep.
uncharted ground 