The Planet Is Our Greatest Connection. {fiction}
“See, they were cut off from the knowing they belonged to the earth. They felt the only thing connecting them to the planet was gravity.”
Browsing Tag:
hope
The Crying Mourning of the World. {poetry}
I am holding the pain of the world...
for its failure in believing leaders
and retaliate their failures
against the most vulnerable.
It’s You Again.
I’m 'lying' again. I’m 'justifying'. I’m ticking off 'excuses'. I’m eating 'more' and exercising 'less'... and now 'everything is tight'.
There Is Enough.
I have felt enough grief to know that almost everyone is mourning some loss. Almost everyone is struggling to make sense of a death.
Hope, the Destroyer.
Women use hope to do things that are not for their greatest good. We stay in abusive relationships because we hope one day they will change.
Blackness Moves over My Heart in Ways I’ve Never Experienced.
Writing words that are never beautiful enough, never truthful enough, never loving enough... But these words hold a desperate hope that you will read them.
This Is Why You Are Magic.
You are magic and it is you. It’s in the flick of your wrists when you’re getting ready to flail your arms in submission.
Hope Is the Thing That Fights.
It’s about being uncomfortable, mile after boring mile. It’s about wanting, and learning, and wishing, and doing, and crawling, and sailing as we make our way. It’s about thoughts turned into words turned into actions. And sometimes it can be about lacing up a pair of pretty running shoes -- ...
This Is How We Love Now.
With the hope of something that will last without ever having to put in the work.
With the dream of a love like our grandparents.
The Holy Dwells in Dark Places: Using Creativity to Connect with Hope.
A daily creative practice builds resilience and connection, and opens our eyes to awe and wonder.