archives, poetry Doe Eyes. {spoken word poetry} Doe eyes aren’t innocent, they’re pain and enlarged by sadness, so please stand back since you can’t hold me as tight as I’d like. Continue Reading
poetry The Dull Brown Bird Who Knew. {poetry} "Be the dull brown bird," they say, "let go of your magic." And so you do. Until one day, you find a feather a little different from the rest. Continue Reading
archives, happiness What I Want Is to Fly Without Fear. I want my girl to remember what it feels like to fly through the air off that rope swing into the lake, and her squeals of uncensored delight. Continue Reading
feminism The Ways of a Wild Woman. A wild woman values ancient wisdom over formal education. She does not subscribe to any religion, doctrine or dogma. She does not need a preacher. Continue Reading
archives, you & me A Letter to the Beautiful Overthinker in You. Make no mistake, there is so much beauty that is born in the mind of the overthinker, but, more often than not, there is also distress and anguish. Continue Reading
archives, wisdom I Feel the Comfort of Fear and the Zing of Power. I can dress my choices and actions up as pure and unsullied, but when I allow them to touch the full spectrum of me, they feel stronger. Continue Reading
archives, wisdom Empowering Children to Care for Their World. Although we love to receive our children’s care, we don’t need it. Expecting or depending upon children for love can become dysfunctional. Continue Reading
archives, you & me I Want a Free Man, Not an Addict. Yes, I speak Addict 101. I’m fluent in your language. It’s my native tongue. But I’m enchanted by a new magical language now. Continue Reading
archives, wellness Let Go Of Fear: I Didn’t Want to Be a Body, I Wanted to Be a Mind. All you have to do is look at your body, which is the same substance as the entire universe and all things beautiful and holy. Continue Reading
you & me The Inevitable End of Our Love Described in John Mellencamp Lyrics. I know that one day I will meet someone who loves me truly. Someone who knows how to properly love. That’s the thing about young love: we’re too naive. Continue Reading