To get my arms around you, oh boy. Oh boy what a treat. I am not sure yet if that is what I want to fix my mood. But today, oh boy, I could use your arms around me and vice versa. I wouldn't even worry about the smoke in my eyes. I wouldn't complain… Continue reading Oh boy
that holy trinity dancing in tune to the same music
Things I know now: *You need to love yourself well. *You need to be ok with being alone for the rest of your life because you are AWESOME and fun! And you create a life of abundance and surround yourself correctly with the right people, places and things. *No one will complete you, but you.… Continue reading that holy trinity dancing in tune to the same music
A Sip
As Fall comes I think of things to do with you: A walk A talk A coffee or two But I don't drink coffee, surely you know that now. I drink tea and hot chocolate and lemonade and iced tea and lately a lot of root beer (which is new). I wonder what else will… Continue reading A Sip
Mabon
Last night the moon came down and kissed me awake. She whispered about you. She said she’s had you in her glow for quite some time. She told me to be patient. She mentioned I had to prove I was worthy for you in the same way I would be worthy to befriend an ocean… Continue reading Mabon
Jawbone
When loving you patiently I find myself gritting my teeth because I think I know best, when I don't know at how to love you yet at all. I know how I have loved in the past and how I have been loved, but to love you? You? Someone so new. I don't know. How… Continue reading Jawbone
Grief
When it comes to death I know two things. One: that I am much smaller than I think I am and Two: that I am much larger that I think I am too. To exist in smallness and largeness is a great gift. One that I take for granted every day. To be protected by… Continue reading Grief
Checkpoint
It has been exaclty 3 months since I turned 30. Since then I have: visited an old city in a new way picked sunflowers and wildflowers on a Sunday in August made a peach pie with the radio on awoken early to walk the beach at sunrise in July read a few new books laughed… Continue reading Checkpoint
Born homesick
Two animals pressed upon the opposite walls of a cage. There is no rest yet. There is only mistrust. What a way to start this. I snarl and so do you. You lash out at me and I slash back. We, neither of us, leave our sides of the invisible line. You grind your teeth… Continue reading Born homesick
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