Listen how they shine…..

Hey, tenderheart. I noticed you there and felt it to pass you this note. If it fits,  feel free to wear it;  if not,  toss and hear how beautiful I think you are:) You know that little breath you hold? The one you kind of save back for when you’ll finally feel permission to relax into your place at the…

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Living loved or driven…..

I wrangled out a post yesterday, pushed it through the sieve of some sleepless hours and tried to coax some juice to share. Because it was time and I wanted to find the lovely and serve it to you here. Then I dumped it in the trash because it felt forced, driving me,  and then I felt…

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Of treasure and need….

This is for your hungry places, where  the cold fingers of need creep up through your thin-worn soles, and you feel small against the bluster of a wind that would slice right through. For the places where you go mostly alone, hunted down by fear that raises stiff the hairs on your neck, the kind of fright that preys on perception…

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Simply soaking……

In all of your tired places, your wilted spaces, feeling weary and parched and needing fresh graces….. I sing your heart the sort of rest that feels like this:) A good long healing soak. “I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.” -Georg Trakl (It gives me joy,  just so much joy,  to send a copy of my July…

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