There is already an excess of discord On this spinning globe we call our home, I have contributed my fair share of chaos So if I offer anything, let it be peace. There are already tears cascading like raindrops Across the ruins of destitute landscapes, If I have caused one soul pain, it is oneContinue reading “Let it Be Love”
Monthly Archives: May 2022
Advice to My Younger Self
There is no need to hurry the important decisions, The ones that will change the DNA of your life Trickling down into the what, where, and how Of who you are and the space you occupy; Take the time to align the ruminating of your mind With the unwavering pull of your gentle heart AndContinue reading “Advice to My Younger Self”
The Meaning of a Nightstand
About six months ago, my 17-year-old son asked, “Hey mom, do you have any furniture you need?” I said, “Well, my nightstand is broken and about 30 years old, why?” He said, “Oh, okay.” I didn’t think anything of it. This kid loves analyzing the structure of furniture. He loves talking about anything he canContinue reading “The Meaning of a Nightstand”
Refined Gold
Sometimes the sky is blanketed in angry storm clouds While on other days the sun shines so brightly it is transformative And I will never know exactly which one I will see when I wake. It is the beauty and the adversity of life to expect uncertainty In an experience so full of gradients ofContinue reading “Refined Gold”
Today’s Resolve
Today I resolve to listen To sleep when it begins to pull To sunlight’s contagious beckoning To the pause before the words unfold. Today I promise to respond To my needs often placed on hold To tears if they choose to well up To the stories that must be told. Today I hold myself accountableContinue reading “Today’s Resolve”
Metamorphosis
Healing is meant to hurt, But no one tells us so It is the sting of metamorphosis The collapsing grief of letting go As our hearts begin to remember The bittersweet of our history When we see the whole perspective Of life, of loss, of synchronicity. It will not last forever, dear soul, Though atContinue reading “Metamorphosis”
When the Worst Is Over
When your heart is tired, There is no use in resisting The still and steady pull Of sleep when it calls. Yes, you can keep moving But dear soul, I see the toll That a hundred hidden hurts Have taken on your shoulders. Break free, just for a moment From the weight of this worldContinue reading “When the Worst Is Over”
The Therapy of Words 