The morning air whispers strongly of Autumn in my lungs. The Great impending Fall of all we no longer need. The return of moisture for the gift of breathing deeply, to smell the aromas of culminating soil and seeds, preparing for a grand sleep. The scents of raindrops caressing petals of plants who surrender their … Continue reading Autumn Whispers
I can feel your aching in my bones and deep beneath my skin, in the place we all know but cannot name. I see you. Those with mounting loss that never relents, pieces of you taken slowly over time like a pickax on stone to make a cliff. Or all at once like a bomb … Continue reading Journey of a Geode
This linear unfolding isn’t even for the birds cause I’m pretty sure they know the truth about time. They fly secret patterns only seen by their own kind, and unlock the scrim with reality flowing behind it. They let out the currents of the true wind before they close it up again. So they can … Continue reading The Truth About Time
Sometimes life feels wrong in every way.Discouragement and dwindling hope are like pieces that are too big for the puzzle, so they just take up space with no consideration to the garish view. And those clunky jagged things become the sun and sky.Meanwhile so many of us are in the same boat that the boat … Continue reading The Missing Melody
Author's Note: In Greek Mythology, Poseidon fathered many children through powerful women by seducing them, or raping them when his kinder efforts did not work. Atlantis was allotted to him and it is said that he populated the land with offspring from a mortal woman. Some say Atlantis fell in war with Athens because they … Continue reading The Seafarer’s Prayer
We wonder how we will ever get through. We don't know if we will but we believe. We don't always know what we believe in but we have faith anyway, maybe in life. Maybe in the great carrying on of it all. The survival instinct that drives such great feats. The birth of fire. The … Continue reading The Art of Shapeshifting
I want sing it all out of me. Some don’t like the speed, but I love the tone. Something reaping while bleeding that becomes something more. A lament for the dying who are not yet dead. A lullaby for the sleep walkers to find their beds. A whaling at the grieving wall. A gut wrenching … Continue reading The Hymn of the Mother
Summer is here. Scampering prairie dogs and low-flying hawks. Smaller birds sunning on fences as foxes frolic in the fields. Fish leap in streams as new flowers appear. Mountain drizzle cools our skin as the heat climbs within. We feel the life force surge around us, before the impending Fall preceding death’s … Continue reading Summer Flames: An Odyssey of Change
I cannot be an untamed wind, whipping others about without a soft place to land, especially when legs are barely strong enough to stand. When you tremble in your shoes and have so much to lose, you cannot open your hands to let go or to hold on when all the silken petals are gone … Continue reading Tame the Wind
Is this some great hollowing? Is this how I'm to be made empty? To become one with the void? Every time I think I'm close to making peace with my circumstances, the black veil returns to shroud the world in my eyes by dimming the sky. Some say it’s hard to see in greyscale, but … Continue reading Heart Light
