Today I commit to being tender with myself; to remembering the work I have done and acknowledging just how far I have come. Today I commit to patience with my process; to trusting that
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Musings
The Wisdom of Blood
When I bleed, my modes self-expression stretch infinitely deeper than words can reach—my hands demand to speak; in sinew and string, in cedar leaf and soup pots. I stitch and stir in rhythm with the
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Poetry
This I Know
i. In a time when we believe the collective knowledge of the world to be just a click away— it is a radical act to choose not to know, but to live instead
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Poetry
A Season Of Miracles
i. I have heard it said that miracles are rare, but perhaps they are not so rare as we might like to think. I am choosing to believe that they are not only possible,
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Poetry
Paradise Garden
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Poetry
Autumn’s Promise
Autumn grows near and my heart empties, Preparing the soil of my soul For all the seeds that have yet to be planted, For all the dreams that have yet to be dreamt. Autumn
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Poetry
A Holy Thirst
i. I am thirsty Like the sycamore, Whose ancient roots reach For a water that is no longer There The sacred springs are brown and brittle The aquifers, depleted The thirsty earth is
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Poetry
Love Dreams
I dream of lovers as varied as the flowers which speak their names to me in the wood. Some corpulent and sturdy, others barely there, the ephemerals of Spring the hearty blossoms of autumn. I
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Poetry
The Way Forward
It is important to light candles and to burn sweet smoke and incense, to rise before the dawn to remember the way forward. It is important to do things s l o w
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