Friends

  • Books and Reality

    I’ve had thousands of best friends and hundreds of mortal enemies. I’ve been married a hundred times and divorced a hundred times more than that, probably. I’ve had lovers aplenty, built homes, mucked stables…and all this time, I’ve insisted I… Continue reading

  • Always Meant To Be

    And we will play by the night shine of the sea until we tumble into the knot of us that was always meant to be. Continue reading

  • Goodnight

    It has been a day and a half. I am so in love with my beautiful children. So in love with my family and the friends that fill my soul with everything it needs. I’m in love with the gentle… Continue reading

  • The Day Ahead

    I might walk tomorrow. And sit. With trees and music and life flowing through every piece of wild in my soul. My energy hasn’t been flowing as nicely of late, and where the old me wouldn’t have noticed any change… Continue reading

  • The Cottage House

    I suspect this weekend will be beautiful. I’m not sure how much you’ll see me here, if at all, my lovely bloggy friends. I’ll be all snuggled up under a blankie with a steaming cup of tea and a book,… Continue reading

  • Changes

    I took another sneaky day away from here, yesterday. I was busy ‘processing’ some soul questions and spilling the watery leftovers out my eyes. It’s an ugly blubbering kind of thing that happens when I cry, although I like my Step… Continue reading

  • The Puzzle

    I believe the world is a puzzle, and we are the pieces. All of us. The trees. The rivers. You. Me. These guys. (Awwwww. xxx)   But no, I mean really. That’s what I believe. We’re a puzzle. And though… Continue reading

  • A Day In The Life

    I’ll be asleep soon. It’s 6:00 pm, and I’m fairly certain of it— tonight will be an 8:30 kind of night. My goodness, it’s been a full twenty-four hours. My body is fighting a chest infection/cold and yet I’ve continued… Continue reading

  • Naked With Friends

    Once upon a youthful eve, when my porcelain skin had only seen twenty-one summers, naked with friends happened. Innocent naked. Not at all sexual, naked (let’s be clear on that right away.) I’ll never forget the naked of that night, all of us… Continue reading

  • May

    It was May when it happened. The change in me, the one that planted little wing sprouts in my shoulders and dared me to fly into the sun. It was last May, do you remember it? The darling blog of… Continue reading