Muddy tracks and incorrigible hope…
Hello March and hello you:) I’ve been courting the quiet and trying to unhurry about it. The girl I used to be would’ve been horrified by the gap, annoyed and shamefaced with all the gaps I’ve come to keep since my body stopped reliably getting on board with my plans. That idealistic sprite has grown…Read More
A visit to your holiday porch….
Stopping by with the handwritten card that I dream to leave beside your door with a fragrant little bundle of rosemary, eucalyptus and pine wrapped in barn red raffia and maybe some good chocolate and a small tin of tea. I’d have smiled affectionate as I penned your name on envelope, giddy that I got…Read More
To see and say a giving…
To you, dear ones, who come ’round and read the words I sometimes write down… it’s been years of kindness, of you bringing the balm that stirred my joy and made my heart feel safe. On this harsh and prickly planet we navigate, how did I receive such a gentle listening shoulder for to process…Read More
Tell Me Something I can hold
When I married I became a more acceptable thing in the eyes of the religion I ran from. Having a good man take me as his wife was a hall pass in this constricting world, a ticket upgrade that gave me access to better hiding places from the shame I felt dogged by in my…Read More
Safeheld in the tree that knows me….
(continued from previous post….) I grew up amongst the two trees, feeling the stirrings of them both. The living tree was where I knew joy, and a peaceable rest that sprung up from feeling safe in the easy just being. I took refuge in these branches most often alone, when stress and clamor didn’t steal…Read More