Earth, hold me while I learn my worth again. Learn to trust the wild ways my heart beats. The lessons in these deeper feelings. Your big skies stretching out like a smile. Take the strain, the blame, the shame, the pain. Let them live & breathe into a different shape. Life is too short to… Continue reading Towards Worth.
Lone bird melts from a tree. Defiant release tumbles and dives, ducks then rises again. Tear drops falling again, feel them tickle your cheek, gleam and silently speak of love beyond words. Don’t forget that you are enough out here in the rough, groundless and broken open, yet rooted you bloom from the dirt. So… Continue reading Flying Free
you don’t need a reason for the seasons of your heart. don’t need to believe, for it all to work out. what dreams gleam behind your eye lids? what sound trails after your words? can you feel the scratch of time ticking underneath your skin? demons don’t always look like sin, angels don’t always gain… Continue reading life as mystery.
may the next step stay true to a humbling rule that each day can never be the same. Look, how the clouds have changed Hear, how the birds sing a different song Feel, how you’ve rooted and grown We’ve rooted and grown. One day we’re living and loving and the next we’re gone and the… Continue reading Fleeting
Wearing a brave face inside hope fades and I’m digging dirt with a spade, afraid to look in, sad to glance back got to slow down, breathe it all out. Not sure what was real and what remains true, we did what we could do filled life full but I don’t think I ever came… Continue reading Growing Pains
It's Autumn. The season of constant change. Nothing stays the same for long. I feel it. I feel liminal. Between. I'm learning to hold things more gently. To explore what stings and then let it go. I don't feel anywhere or like anyone in particular, not defined, nothing definite. It's incredibly confusing and exciting at… Continue reading Liminal.
I stay a while, watching petals give up their reaching, one by one. Somewhere, a cliff cracks open, rocks fall. A tree sheds its bark. A fire turns breathless. Everything revealing then ending itself, as if for the first time, as if for the last time, over & over. What now? I wonder. What now?… Continue reading Endless Rhythms…
Recently I've noticed the popularity of the word 'conversation' when it comes to social issues & inequity. But like so many words, it's becoming so over-used that I'm not sure what it means anymore. So here's a wee rant on my current thoughts around 'conversation'. I'm hearing (and have no doubt said) more times than… Continue reading What Conversation?
I always considered hope to be something we ought to hold onto in life. Something that helps us through difficult times. Light in the dark. Yet recently, I’ve found my relationship to hope changing significantly. For starters I started to get annoyed with our common conception of hope in consumer culture. Hope that appears very… Continue reading Hope is Overrated.
So often, I don’t think we say what we’re really thinking or feeling because it appears too infinite. I sometimes think we get scared and start naming emotions too early, too fond of neat and tidy nouns. We don’t give the messiness a chance to settle in our bones. And this can lead to a… Continue reading Words on a Feeling…