In your irises I saw the truth // at once so simple, like it had been there all along // your cries, I could sooth // humming tunes, rekindling an age-old song.
Eyes That Can See
Unbreakable
A thousand shattered pieces on a sticky lino floor sour, red liquid seeping into the worn rug's edges No. That's not me.
One
But if it is such, that life is one, we would be safe in inherently knowing the secret behind being alive.
Mothering in a Man’s World
Bring back the yin/yang balance to our offices, governments and board rooms. To build a better humanity, we need to embrace our innate need to offer care and love. We need to feel our way forward, and bring our whole selves to work, not leave the mother at home.
Tiny
I see it in the small things. Sometimes it shines through the cracks of the day, startling me with its very presence. Mended will never be new, but knowing full way its cracks carry the imprints of life lived, it will never seek to be. All it seeks is now small, found in the fullness of one tiny moment.
Confessions of a Trapped Soul
For a long time, I was of the traveling tribe, longing to experience life in vastly different corners of our world. As soon as I was old enough to escape my childhood town and fend for myself, I tried life on for size in San Francisco, Chamonix, Auckland, London, Hong Kong....settling down close to home... Continue Reading →
On Mama's Mind 