the cicadas are growing quiet, wings worn and tattered from summer’s symphony, the melody that brings them life. and also death. a refrain pulsed through their dreams as they lay burrowed deep in sleep […]
I don’t breathe easily. But I do try. I sing. I sip tea. I listen to the birds and cicadas. I drink cool water and try to get enough sleep. I walk barefoot in […]
sing your way deep, deep into the earth, into that blackness that keeps you, that folds you in while you sleep. keep still, songstress, your wings be silent and soft. it is a […]
our raw edges are our beauty. our fragmented hearts are our strength. our being human is our glory.
this warped and weathered tree twisted by wind grey with time. it speaks more to my soul than many tongues of men.
“Why am I so afraid?” I asked my counselor tonight. “Please. Just tell me. Why am I so locked up with fear about my kids? Why do the stakes feel so high for every […]
“Every freckle on my face is where it’s supposed to be And I know my Creator didn’t make no mistakes on me…” – India Arie, “Video” I turned my phone off, threw it on […]
Today the kids and i were exploring at a local stove works factory turned shopping center. It’s a unique spot that houses artisan studios, a craft coffee roaster, our town’s farmers market, and a […]