Oh, the complexity of me. Seemingly dichotomous needs tangle up like thorny vines ensnaring silken skirts. Zippers catch on long hair: the struggle to flow freely and be contained at once. Do we commit to ideas of who we are, or to liberating the real thing? Mother Culture says what it means to be good, […] Continue reading
I am an avalanche in need of containment. A horse in need of harnessing to truly run free. A wild bunny, frightened and feral, eating all the flowers and wrecking the yard. I run out of food. What good is a dam if it doesn’t direct the river to slow for the beaver’s pond? What […] Continue reading
Keep me soft, Darlingwith the rapture of your force.Let me be a flower bud,a water lily openingfor your reaping.Pluck me eagerlyand ravage my scent.Crush me into perfume,an aphrodisiac spellto make you wildand full with the moon.Surge like the wavesof a restless seaand pull me like the currentof passion’s undertow.Pound me into smooth rocksand crack open […] Continue reading
This is the shape of my love, to fall at your feet, Darling. To open like a rose in the spring sunlight, or an ever unfolding lotus in the marsh for you.For I am a beggar, starved and parched in the barren lands of indifference. Too long have I wandered in the desolation who’s only […] Continue readingAcceptance, Adversity, Confessional, growth, Intimacy, Love, Overcoming, Philosophy, Poetry, Relationships, Self Acceptance, Self Help, Shadow Work, Spoken Word, Transformation
I wrote my first story when I was a wee girl of three, followed by my first poem when I was eight. I’ve been writing ever since as a way to cope with life. This practice evolved with learning in both structured settings and through the practice, itself. In my own healing crisis, I found a process I affectionately refer to as Poetic Alchemy. Now on the journey of getting my life back, I do this not only for myself but for you.