Love

  • Old Man

    The old man rolls out of bed at 9:45am, his silver hair dishevelled, his eyes at the watery edge of blue. He finds the girl on the couch. He says, ‘I just got back from my run and swim. I… Continue reading

  • Facing the Truth

    I stopped and I said to myself: I am in pain. I did not try to hide it. Or justify its reasons. I did not try to pretend the hurting wasn’t there, or as true as it truly was to… Continue reading

  • Holding Space

    We ate. We laughed. We drank wine. And then we sat under the moon and talked about life and love, about nature and the universe and how it all feels so magical and huge, sometimes. We talked about everything there… Continue reading

  • Shame

    To cast stones. To stare down. To withhold words. Or kindness. Or love. Shaming. It’s a wonder it still exists, given we’ve all made mistakes. Given we’re all human, and all of us different. And entirely imperfect. Empathy is the… Continue reading

  • Keeping The Soft Girl

    I had an epiphany today. The soft girl. She’s found the place she remembers, the place she knows she’ll never leave again. Not for any job, not for any man. Not for any worldly fear that really wasn’t hers to… Continue reading

  • In Spite Of It All

    Beautiful girl. Up you get and off you go. Run when you can. Walk when you need. And love. Love always and ever after. In spite of it all. Continue reading

  • Cry

    When I cry, I melt all the pieces of you in me, and we flow into the world like the beautiful river we are, once again. Continue reading

  • The Ocean Of All Of Us

    Do you feel it? The song, dancing you into the breeze, can you sense it? Changing your every thought, your every need? It lives in the ocean of all of us. It plays in the rivers of those who believe.… Continue reading

  • Everything Will Be Okay

      Everything will be okay.     Everything will be okay.     Everything will be okay.   Photo 1 credit: Photo by Snapwire on Pexels.com   Photo 2 credit: Photo by Troy Guo on Pexels.com   Photo 3 credit:… Continue reading

  • Hungry Restless Soul

    Love lives not in the sound of the music, but in the deep, melodic swell that fills the body of a hungry restless soul. Continue reading