FOR THE MUDROOM I cradle her on my chest, her little hand resting on my neck. She’s so little for her age but she fits perfectly against me. I know my days with her are numbered as we have been told she will be going to live with her father— father she has never known and who has only met her a couple of times. I keep kissing her and taking deep breaths of her curly hair thinking I can...
March 14, 2018
If not me, then who?
August 1, 2017
Finding My Key to Belonging
For The Mudroom Can you belong too much? In the past I would bounce around from one friend group to another trying to spend time with everyone. From one hobby or sport to another. I didn’t bounce around because I felt like I didn’t fit in though; I did it because I felt like I belonged with all these things and these people. My husband can attest to my willingness to get involved with many things at once, saying yes when everyone...
January 8, 2017
Pilgrimage
Don’t hold me down, Come up for air. Softly falling, don’t make a sound. Look away and try not to care. Good Ones, when I come under your trees And upon your stones, Guide me. Blessed Be. Liquid feelings flowing strong. Remove the top, start to trickle. Hearing words and knowing they are wrong. Straight lace, nerves of steel. How fickle! Oneness of Life and Light, Lead me through Other Power To realize Supreme Nirvana. Namo...
January 1, 2017
Soundtrack Of My Life
Music plays such a major role in many cultures: religion, social recognition, teaching and entertainment. The soundtrack to a play or movie leads the story. It sets the tempo and brings you through the low points and to the climax; it fills space and expands on memorable circumstances. The soundtrack to someone’s life should do the same things. Trying to pick a life playlist would be nearly impossible. So I will try narrowing it down to five songs for a...