September singing…..

Can I tell you something,  quiet, because my voice is coming back from a very thin place, like when I used to read books aloud all day at my children’s school and could only croak raspy strings of words when the day was done. But I want to croak it, even whispered, that love is stronger than…

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truth in the tremble…..

Stuff is just exactly as broken and shaky and gimpy as it is, but hardly hopeless, oddly beautiful even, in the coming undone so I’m gonna re-think the tremble and not crumple up small and slide down under the coming up short, trying to fix the wobble and make it seem smooth so the flaws don’t show;…

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got to be free….

To be free…..this is the thing, top of my list……even love needs freedom to thrive, freedom to grow my own garden, learn from my own mistakes, choose my own path, decide in my own heart how I worship, build a family, make a life and a living, to say my own strong “no’s” and grin…

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pssst….passing you a note

Hey friend,   you know that breath you hold? the one you may be saving back until you feel permission to relax into your place at the universe’s table, that breath you suck in tense until the someday when you’ll feel like you’re enough, where you’re still feeling a little less than …..can I pass you a note…

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52 candles….

It’s my birthday this week and I’m plunking 52 fresh candles in my lemon blueberry cheesecake, deep down ridiculously glad to be alive in 52 (new) glad and grateful ways: ~for fresh skies and new trails to hike, ~the soul sweetness of being with safe people, ~the resistance that enables us to fly, ~the grace…

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