Sensitivity

  • Feeling Music

    I’ve been getting to know myself through music again. I wanted to go a little further into this idea because not only does music tell familiar stories and remind me of people and places…it also becomes me. As in: I… Continue reading

  • 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

  • The Journey

    Life, for me, has been an up and down ride. A little like one of those slides at the playground, the ones that follow a wave-like movement and snake you all the way down to the ground, sometimes taking your… Continue reading

  • Snowflake

    I must be a snowflake. Pristine and fragile as the storm rages. In the shadow of the ice hills, I tumble searching for home. Never landing. Always floating, tumbling, hurting. Home. Where are you? Where are you steady and gentle… Continue reading

  • Harmony

    Dark into light. Day into night. The contrasts of a woman swirl within the delicate human picture frame of me. And I wonder if day and night will ever find each other in perfect harmony within. Continue reading

  • Embracing The Woo Woo

    Today, the energy of the earth feels like a dense, dark chocolate cake. They say it’s because Mercury is in retrograde and the moon is doing all sorts of eclipsing and the like, so things are probably going to feel… Continue reading

  • Changes

    I took another sneaky day away from here, yesterday. I was busy ‘processing’ some soul questions and spilling the watery leftovers out my eyes. It’s an ugly blubbering kind of thing that happens when I cry, although I like my Step… Continue reading

  • The Birds

    The birds are highly sensitive this morning, and so am I. Often we sing at the same time, me and the birds— it’s so completely wondrous to observe. We’re the same, humans and nature, it’s just that humans are quite often… Continue reading

  • The Deep End Of Me

    If I love you: Today, you feel like all the pink clouds in my sky.   If I miss you: Today, I ache for what we make the world when we are together.   If I know you: Today, I… Continue reading

  • Music: The Most Beautiful Dimension

    I’ve just been at the Piano. I’d like to tell you a story about that, actually. How my piano came to be my ultimate happy place (and healing tool, you might say.) It’s in my soul, I think. Music. It’s… Continue reading