Healing

  • The Carpet

    The wind was crisp and the sun sang warm to my skin. The rest of the world was too fast to know bliss like that. The truth is: the truth is too expensive; a depth of emotion most are unwilling… Continue reading

  • My Garden Home

    If light though the trees is your wish, it is my wish, too. If a meadow awash with eerie shadow calls you, I am gone. Already beyond the boxwoods and sweet peas of my garden, home. Day 24. Somewhere over… Continue reading

  • Beautiful, Tonight

    I’m going to gift myself something beautiful, tonight. I’m going to gift myself time. I’ve been running on full speed, trying to be everything I can be, just in case I run out of minutes in my day. Most days,… Continue reading

  • Sadness

    How small we are in the largeness of it all. Our tiny cries barely heard over roaring humanity. But we each have a sadness, each of us, true. Of your sadness, I say: I hear it. I see it, as… Continue reading

  • Shadow

    In waking dreams I see the past and feel it waltzing me down a sweet, sweet road. Oh, darling days gone by. How lovely to feel you tickle my bones. How lovely to remember the depths that sang to my… Continue reading

  • I Am There

    Here on this hillside, this sweet patch of earth, I have become. And there is no further to go, there are no wings to grow, I am there. I am there. Continue reading

  • Forgiven

    And when she aches she will know a world beyond herself. Where thunder becomes her; a raging fire, waiting to be. How is this small softness so wide with grief beyond the day! How is this smile, so often true,… Continue reading

  • Hold Me Now

    With this grace, I will hold my head high. I will look to the sun and grant it permission to fill my heart, on this day, as with any other day. There is a softness in the air that reminds… Continue reading

  • Dark Cupboard

    I’m in a cupboard, peeking into the light. If you looked, you’d see my eye, and I’d see you. All of you. Even your well worn Volleys. Especially those. White. (Not so white at all.) I’d smile, but you’d not… Continue reading

  • I Will HoldYou

    I will hold your ache in loving arms. I will be the faith you have lost in the world. I will shine a light on your breaking heart, that you may hand stitch the truth into the fabric of your… Continue reading