Love

  • For Peace

    No. Nothing is more important than peace. Not to me. Me who has faced the wicked fire of others. Me who has held my own heart and felt it break in my hands. I have broken, but I am not… Continue reading

  • Carols

    It’s tradition. And though the tradition has changed, it’s still just as beautiful to me. I am no longer a child. I am no longer innocent and stainless. But there is a beating heart within me that remembers. Merry Christmas,… Continue reading

  • Culture

    Sometimes I wish I had been born of another culture, a culture of eyes wide open, a culture of hearts wide open. They say to resist ‘what is’ is to cause your own suffering. Am I suffering? No. But I… Continue reading

  • Is This The Way The World Was Meant To be?

    I’ve changed. My goodness I’ve changed. And although the change has been gradual, I am living a version of my internal life I have never lived before. It all has to do with my heart, and maybe (probably, absolutely) hormones.… Continue reading

  • The Window

    On days where rain settles on the window, I look to the future with dusty eyes. How does one peer beyond the droplets there? How beautiful can the horizon appear when my eyes are glazed with the muck and haze… Continue reading

  • In The Wind

    I saw her when I closed my eyes, I felt her in the wind. And I knew I had to tell her how tired I am, and how I never imagined life would be so hard. I had to tell… Continue reading

  • A Darling Home

    An open heart. A darling home for my children, my love, and me. 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

  • Goodbye Christopher Robin

    I cried and I smiled as the credits rolled, and I knew, in that moment, that I’d found another piece of home. The movie was ‘Goodbye Christopher Robin.’ And it was…really very beautiful, actually. How very different the world looks… Continue reading