Life

  • At Five

    Sometimes I feel five. Like the world is big and I am small. And there are kids all around bigger than me, louder, scarier, bolder than this softness that folds me like tissue. (No one else folds like tissue. Just… Continue reading

  • Relative Darkness

    I’m sitting in the relative darkness and life is happening, all around. In the bedrooms, my children are sleeping. In the branches, possums are creeping across the night. There are bugs out the window by the thousands, spiders spinning elaborate… Continue reading

  • Thinking

    It’s an odd spot I find myself in. This middle land of bloggy days. This creative world of half-begun. These are the things that I know: I know I love the freedom of this blog: it doesn’t feel right to… Continue reading

  • Control

    Control. Lack of it. Need for it. Flight from it. Control. There will always be hunger for freedom. Continue reading

  • A Story

    It smells like a roast but it feels like a story of love, of a garden, and of home. Continue reading

  • Sending A Cuddle

    Hello my beautiful bloggy friends 🙂 Technically I’m still on my bloggy break, but I’ve been feeling an urge to reach out to you all and send some invisible flying cuddles, just incase you need them. There is such thickness… Continue reading

  • Who Are You?

    Who are you? What do you need to feel like the you you’ve forgotten you are. Hint: It’s the first thing that comes to your mind, bloggy friends. Doing that thing will help you live your best life. I’m so… Continue reading

  • Each Day

    May each day bring each heart a brand new shining sun. Continue reading

  • A Quiet Day

    Today my heart is quiet. And it knows deeply that it has lived. Continue reading

  • Asking Questions

    It is not the darkness of others I fear. It is my own crimson need to mould the world into a shape that cannot possibly exist, or remain. Perfection is rigid, solid, stiff. Life is the ever flowing river of… Continue reading