A multi-media pairing for a multi-media life. Thank goodness for music, art, and poetry. In three words, I can sum up everything I’ve learned about
Waving
For the first time in ages, I sat outside and watched the trees. First, I saw trees. Then my eyes opened, and I saw breeze. Boughs bending
Becoming a writer
Play on words, Play with words: what do you want to know about you? My first poem, which I can recite by heart, woke me up. I wrote it with crayon
The book in me
I think we all have a book in us. One that includes deep themes and our ancestral family mind. Includes thoughts we can access via time to intermingle
Veiling & The Blues
On my walk today, I found a painted blue trail blaze on the ground. The tree it had been painted on had been stripped of much of its bark. I
7 | 8 Reflections
alphabets, art, hospitality, & coverings Dear Lisa,This morning I woke up naturally, later than usual and in a warm and dark and quiet place,
Word
Words explain my world to me, and I'm guessing I'm not alone. What I mean is that every definition is steeped in memory of when I first learned the
Portals: belying space and time since the beginning of space and time
My woods walk today taught me about portals. They appeared like little natural occurrences that reminded me of the way we try to see things about
the web
As a web-worker myself, I find myself doing this every day; working on the Internet. That's my 'web' and the moniker of my company. Sometimes
Showoff
That's right. I'm done acting modest here. The show is off.Woke Wednesday Yoga. For first time in months. I tried pose to rock onto single
Matunuck
Escaping the sleepover fallouttwo extra boys. Legends lp playing then. And now too. The Digital. Quiet happy. Then. and video games. and airy
A poem on what it feels like
... to be only a small part of a needed solution (and I want to be bigger) Speaking, sparkling, skinny-ingThat small person with a big
On the morning after the Georgia runoff, for Stacey Abrams
A little contextual note. I wrote this in delight and wonder at Stacey Abrams who had moved mountains in Georgia. On the morning of January 6, 2021,
Take a break, cause you are broken
I've noticed, ever since I've been responsible for humans other than myself, that I get sick every time I have the time to get sick. A day off
Smartphone shrine
The minute I took my meditation links and apps and organized them into a.Folder is the moment I knew I killedthem soI stopped.I letThe clutter
Nature of the beach
Like the wavesWishes, and dreams, and focus fanciesAre coming toward relentlesslyOne after anotherIt is the nature of the beachThe question is not
When I was before now
When I was before nowI would hear the universe gong me into new thingsor clang me for missteps This is what you wantThat is what you should
Mantis
I moved a dead praying mantis offthe bike path to give it a properburial I felt this was important It didn't -EMM
watching water drops turn to birds
So, I've been missing poetry in my life, or more like, missing the poetry of life. I used to get my fill by watching period pieces (think Jane
