Unconditional love

  • They Know Not What They Do

    Why, when the road is so beautiful, (dappled sun on white) do these lashing tongues slice my delicate sky, so? I shall find a cave, as promised. A dear and perfect home to soothe. And I shall cherish the broken,… Continue reading

  • Self Forgiveness

    They abused their horses; yelled at them, hit them, spat daggers of anger at them, daily. I was the thirteen year old victim of school bullying at the time, so I smiled when the abusers smiled and I laughed when… Continue reading

  • The Angel There

    As the ice drips from this frozen heart, here grows the beauty of feelings gone by. How I remember you, dear echo of friendship. How clear it has become that kindness was the angel there. Continue reading

  • Beautiful

    Let me tell you how the small things you do are beautiful. Let me show you this mirror, let you reach for it in wonder. This shine belongs to you, do you see? Do you see? Yes, you see. Continue reading

  • Bravery

    Bravery is born on the tender tears of loss and disappointment. Keep stepping. You are so loved. Continue reading

  • Moon Unconditional

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ said Sun as he fell into the evening sky. ‘I shine every night. I brighten the humans’ world. Why do they not love me?’ ‘Moon?’ ‘Yes, Sun?’ ‘You have a chip in your tooth.’ ‘Do I?! Oh,… Continue reading

  • Soft Things

    She floats on the wind as they stare. And they will never know her as their own. Never see her truth as anything other than feathers in the garden. Yet, she knows herself, dear. And she knows, darling softness, that… Continue reading

  • Motherhood

    Motherhood has opened my heart in both expected and unexpected ways. It’s taught me that I never truly knew concepts such as shame or guilt before, or responsibility, or disappointment, or sorrow. And I often get down on myself when… Continue reading

  • A Little Story

    A little story. A lovely one. While standing in line at the shop, today, holding a baby in one arm and a pram in the other, the lady in front of me turned. ‘Please go ahead of us. I see… Continue reading

  • Ugly, Horrible, Beautiful

    Through pain, love and connection can be found. Through misstep, the sweet path forward can be carved and tread. I remind myself, often, that mistakes are beautiful. Contrast to what is ‘right’ brings truth to those who allow themselves to… Continue reading