Truth

  • Try A Little

    The quiet moments when we see we’ve been wrong. They melt the ice of life into sweet drifts of frost on wind. I have been wrong to my own heart, often without knowing. I have been wrong, some days, some… Continue reading

  • This Quiet Storm

    I am me. Just me. Not who you think I am. Not who you wish I would be. Just who I am. This quiet storm. Me. Continue reading

  • This Quiet Place

    I’m feeling a little tender, today. It’s a lovely feeling, don’t get me wrong. Soft and sweet, like a warm rainy day. It’s a feeling I’ve sat with at various points over the last few years, a new softness that… Continue reading

  • A Strange Sort of Beautiful

    It’s a strange sort of beautiful, this life. I’ve followed the breadcrumbs, even the ones I knew would blow up my world. (They blew it up: into a million pieces of possibility. Beautiful possibility, for everyone around me.) I have been… Continue reading

  • Reality. And How There is No Such Thing.

    ≈ I send a text message to a friend: a message that warms my heart because I’ve said something that fills me with all the lovely things. In my mind, I see my friend receive the text message. She smiles.… Continue reading

  • Something’s Coming

    Something is coming that will make us smile. It’s easy to forget, isn’t it— that smiles always come back around again, even when we think they’re gone for good. It’s okay to forget. The universe will always remind us, someway,… Continue reading

  • Wildling Feet

    Wildling feet have danced too long in the forest of evergreen, waiting for the leaves to change and fall.     Continue reading

  • Deep Diving: The Experiment

    This is a little experiment where I will write. And I will not stop. Until I feel it’s time. Time, it’s an abstract concept, don’t you think? It’s not of the world, but also, it is. In an odd kind… Continue reading

  • What I Am

    It’s beautiful, what I am. It’s beautiful. What I am. Continue reading

  • Imperfectly Me

    This honest girl. This kind girl. This sweet girl. This loving, gentle, patient girl. She has been this girl forever. This perfect human girl—how delightful she is. How loved and cherished and needed, she is. But. If she is good,… Continue reading