I am struck reticent In awe of the brilliance of one And the bright joy of the other I have watched them grow Those two Who came from my womb I speak their names in my prayers Listening as the Universe echos their future It whispers in my ears Of men they have become And… Continue reading Mothers Day
Green New Deal
Oh, great mother, thank you for this time to stop. I was listening to Marianne Williamson speak and she referred to a conversation with a friend, where the discussion turned to the planet. "The planet will be fine, but she may have to kick us off." It isn't that we are concerned for our planet's… Continue reading Green New Deal
Losing Touch
I dreamed of horses, and being a child, running wild amongst them. Sitting at their great feet listening to the movement of their bodies around me. I sat quietly as they moved carefully around my tiny body, nudged my hair and cheeks with soft muzzles, breathing their secrets to life into my ears. "Run freely."… Continue reading Losing Touch
Connect-Witness-Love-Be
Starseed Awake now Connect Into the Oneness Bleed no more Witness But do not heed The demons of others Float above Observe With Love Rise And unite With those who feel Remember Be the beacon You came here To BE Ciao~ con tutto l’amore!
Do the thing…
My son said to me, "Just do the thing, Mama." Well, I've been doing the thing. Somewhere, in the dark, the writing has poured out. So much of my soul being typed up and coming into being. Somehow, it's coming to life beneath my fingers, and I look at it as if looking at a… Continue reading Do the thing…
Secret
I don't post everything I write. I do write every day though. Some things aren't meant for human consumption. Purging, scathing tales of forgiveness that my soul needs to vomit up won't be here. I'll save you from those. What I won't save anyone from is the knowledge that comes through during those writing sessions.… Continue reading Secret
Witness
I've often thought about the reasons that I am not led to march at the front of movements, start anarchical protests, tackle issues about homelessness head on, speak on stage to rally troops, run for office or martyr myself on the alters of religion or patriarchy. Why do I not have fire for these kinds… Continue reading Witness
Short and Sweet
On the road today. It's an adventure I'm taking that I have no idea where it's leading. Stopping for a while to be with my mama, and from there...who knows. I have my crazy best friend and my fur kids with me and off we go!!
Tears
Tears have become my best friends these days. I've gotten to know them intimately. They well up, draw my eyes down and leave their trails and stains. I never used to cry much when I was younger. I couldn't find the well of emotion from which they seep. They've washed me clean, kept me company… Continue reading Tears
Precious to the Almighty
Last night, I went to a small gathering to participate in a tea sit. The souls that gathered at this little place in Oklahoma City, showed up with fierce presence! I looked around the table and made eye contact with each of them and saw through the external vessels. The conversation, energy, movement, music and… Continue reading Precious to the Almighty
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