Posts Tagged ‘peace when it’s ugly’
enough to just be….
I’ve been sick in my head, a woozy, dopey sinus tantrum so stuffy and poundy I want to fling myself across my cool bed and never again turn my big honker upside down to plant and prune and work the ground. Yep, my head feels like an enormous ham and the rest of me is…
Read Moreenough to just be….
I’ve been sick in my head, a woozy, dopey sinus tantrum so stuffy and poundy I want to fling myself across my cool bed and never again turn my big honker upside down to plant and prune and work the ground. Yep, my head feels like an enormous ham and the rest of me is…
Read Morebreak-of-day dancing….
It’s been bliss to make nice again with early mornings, to raise my hands into still dark sky and wiggle free, unloading heavy things into hands so warm and open and available they tug the sun up through the woods while the birds prattle joy and candles burn slow, flickering pear and patchoulli and I take…
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