Last night I curled up in my bed and cried into my pillows until I was too tired to think. Life felt hard, overwhelming, my day was a carnival ride of first-timer mistakes and unknowns. I spent hours riding highs and lows. Wheel-spinning, head-banging, minutes fumbling my way through new assignments. Researching, writing, pacing, long-staring … Continue reading Trust that it’s enough.
Nature’s tenacity, though disruptive at times, is also truly life-giving. A strong pulsed continuum. This morning I lay in bed too long and watched reluctance drag at the feet of my tired spirit. I want to stay where I am. Not go back to the wakeful world, not back to an uncertain reality. Then I … Continue reading This Tenacity
I know I desire a slow form of living this year. So that I can notice more and pay tribute to more and let myself flow. I’m learning what slows me and delights me. Quietude. Sometimes writing my way through noisy storms in my mind. Some times just sitting, watching, breathing. I want to pause … Continue reading Flow Rituals
I Know contentment.Reverence.Wonder. I Know the powerof my varied corners and sides.I Know they are just right.They are serving me. I Know patience.I Know its waves of anticipationalso, its warm incubation. I Know my Source.It’s endless flowing essence. Its assurance, it’s ability, and delight. I know. Because I want to. Ps. Here's a similar piece … Continue reading Because I want to
Sometimes I wish I were different already.That I could untie the knots in my mind, on demand.Make my limbs reach more readily for the love that I crave. But there’s this ravine it seems, between me and the creature I wish to be.There’s some big long journey involved? ...Or is there?Is that just an excuse, … Continue reading And now, move.
I want to know your deepest darkest truth... your happy truth your frightened truth your broken truth your crazy truth your rebel truth your fantasy truth your thankful truth your human truth
I think I’m going to have to set aside this wayward thinking style… And how ‘bout trying just to stay Let the others run their pace awhile Now here’s the ground I stood, its feeling weak The places are the same, most the people haven’t changed I guess that leaves it up to me.. Plenty … Continue reading here is good… where ever that is.