Parenthood

  • Your Sun

    I am not your sun. I am a sun. I can show you how to glimmer and warm and burn. But I do not have to be your sun. I am my own sun. Beautiful and true. And I shine,… Continue reading

  • Maybe Tomorrow, Moon

    Maybe tomorrow I’ll fly to the moon. Or maybe tomorrow I’ll finally realise I’ve been on the moon this whole entire time. Continue reading

  • The Sweetest of All Knowings

    I spend so many hours, my sweet babes, wishing I could lift for you. If only I would remember that the path of the butterfly is never a straight one. That there are dips and turns in life, and times… Continue reading

  • Six

    There is a little boy in this world who began his life within my body. He turned six today. I often think of the way his slippery little body looked as it squiggled into the world at my feet. Those… Continue reading

  • Into The Web

    When the morning comes she will spin into the web of it all, and she will make the great adventure across the weave of the day. Continue reading

  • Perfect

    It only took her an entire winter. But she finished it, eventually, without even glancing at the cupboard of unfinished things. There were wobbly patches and imperfections, but to the young boy, it was perfect. And, so, to her… it… 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

  • When A Butterfly Takes Flight

    It’s the broken heart of my life. When the soft girl found me, she brought me the most beautiful things. She helped me to feel the trees, and sing with them into the sun. She helped me to turn my… Continue reading

  • The Soft Girl Again

    The soft girl spoke to me again. She was quick, as usual, so quick I almost didn’t notice she’d come. But I caught her. Yes! And when I did, she spoke to me in moving pictures and silhouettes: a projected future scene,… Continue reading

  • Mum

    And then her name was Mum. Just like that. Happy Mothers day, beautiful, Mum. I see you. And you are all the bits of magic. Lots of love, Brooke. xxx (Aka: Mum.) Continue reading