Spirituality
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A Beautiful Mess
This messy home, an incorrectness: something broken needing to be fixed. The wars we rage inside ourselves just to keep control, to maintain clean, to maintain ‘right.’ It is a mistake of the eyes and the heart not to see… Continue reading
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Myself.
I have seen myself in the world around me. In the people, things and places I love. In the people, things and places I hate. In the people, things and places I care only slightly for. I block myself from… Continue reading
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I See Me
The soft girl whispers in my ear. I drift each cushion to the foot of the bed and carefully place it off to the side, as if it were made of precious, gold leaf. I peel back the doona; the… Continue reading
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To Escape
But if you only have eyes for the way you think life should be, then surely you are forgetting to live. To truly live. As you are. In this moment, this version of life that you so desperately wish to… Continue reading
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This Way, Life
If not this moment, when? If not under this orange-grey sky, beneath these sweeping willows, fair, where? How do we taste the rain and know it is good if we do not open our mouths? The warm salty promise of… Continue reading
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Unravelled
Music brought me undone again, today. Unravelled. Beautifully. Thoroughly. And though it’s not a surprise that music can so easily undress my soul, it is often a surprise to feel the way it surges and dances through my body. How… Continue reading
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Sweet Aching Quiet
Sweet aching quiet. Soft night, curled up beside me. I know you. I know your fragile whispers, well. Continue reading
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How Lovely
How lovely. The wind of peace. Here. Now. My how lovely. Continue reading
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An Open Heart
You might think the glow of an open heart to be impossible outside the honeymoon phase of romantic love, but I assure you: it’s quite possible. And it is very, very lovely, my goodness. When I relax into the warmth… Continue reading
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