Surrender FridayThis morning I found my way from permission all the way to surrender Surrender to whatever movement my body wanted to ooze into or…Nov 8Nov 8
We Meet in the GardenWe meet in the garden Way beyond the noise And concrete and fences Beyond the time That stands up straight As the hairs On the back of my…May 301May 301
Field of CloversThis garden meadow sweet-tongued field is just how I feel Nonsense peace and incessant clovers Relentless in their beauty pageant for the…Sep 7, 2023Sep 7, 2023
Lose the Caravan and Learn to Lean InWhy the freedom of choice blocks joy, and how to stay for winterNov 24, 20221Nov 24, 20221
All that I WantAll that I want I cannot say for sure the cushy comforts of western city life the apartment the partner the dog the scheduled weekends and…Oct 26, 20221Oct 26, 20221
Winter on rue ClerLet it be known This is winter As the moon Goes full And the air Turns shrill And the red Blood sheds This is my winterSep 20, 20221Sep 20, 20221
Letter to the Nomad SelfTo those on the road less (and at once, more) travelled, I get it.Sep 13, 20222Sep 13, 20222
