I want to talk about pausing. I want to talk about what it feels like to wake up and fall back asleep because you have the whole day to fill. I want to talk about how the light changes with the hours, with the seasons. I want to talk about hearts, how it seems so… Continue reading Across the water
Tag: big questions
jeweled perfume
I did not filter the lilac bush. Nor the scent of it’s perfume dancing across the porch. Lately, I am feeling awe stricken by how round the world can be. Spring comes and goes, so does hurt, so does everything. The lilacs bloom and then die, so too the other worldly creatures-myself included. You are… Continue reading jeweled perfume
Spring
My eyes are drawn to the rebirth in the season.As the trees bloom, I am preparing my sister for a bride.I am open to the sweetness that comes from forgiveness of ones self; which now I know is cylindrical. How hard work feels so good in the body at the end of the day. I did not… Continue reading Spring
Light leaning
Daylight savings is upon us and although the days are now going to be blessedly brighter, the night's lose some dark and it takes my body some time to rectify the loss of even an hour of sleep. I awoke today groggy, swollen and heartsore. A bad fight with John has left us shuffling around… Continue reading Light leaning
Copy and Paste
Today is Sunday, day of rest. For me: I slept in and lounged around my bed far longer than normal. I am always grateful for mornings like that. They feel difficult to find these days. These days being days full of work and working out and FaceTime calls to a boyfriend who is still states… Continue reading Copy and Paste
not a bad way to start
The sun rises. I look for little kindnesses. I search for signs on the wind. I wait and watch the clouds part. It’s chilly but bright. There is hope there. I hang on a little longer. I wait and watch some more. My fingertips slip on my sadness. I let go and fall a bit.… Continue reading not a bad way to start
A distinct pleasure
The light outside the window waning against unlit houses. The trees, bare and dark as the sky closes in around us all. The wind moves against the windows, a creak and moan of settlement from the foundation nuzzling against the earth. Me, looking at you sleeping; your eyelashes closed against your cheeks and I envy… Continue reading A distinct pleasure
For Alice, who asked
She posed this question to me quickly over text in an early afternoon in November: What do you do when you fail at something? How do you make yourself feel better and motivate yourself to either try again or keep going? She said I probably didn't know the answer because I probably hadn't ever failed… Continue reading For Alice, who asked
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