It all falls down

I felt God most here of all the cathedrals I sat and prayed in in 2014. The ancient dust and smoke, the french vesper and smell of incense. The wooden kneelers worn down with care, the echoing marble, tred over by millions, the overwhelming sense of Presence in every corner. The stone with eyes gazing […]

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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 […]

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“Beware, for I am fearless and therefore powerful.”

Happy Valentine’s Day to the girl who last year thought she would never know joy again. Well, little Katie, looks like you got your polka dots back.  Let’s hear it for loving yourself first, let’s hear it for the darkness we all have to abide to stretch towards the light, let’s hear it for the […]

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Thursday’s child is full of grace

I have a lot of anger that doesn’t know where to go. I am not sure, at all times, what I am angry about. I feel frustrated, turned around, upside down. I’ve bit my cuticles raw. The cold, wet of February is dogging me. I am down. I don’t think it’s unusual for someone to […]

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For Mary

When I heard you were gone It was my brother, a poet, who told me. I read it, in tiny ant letters on my phone and then instinctually looked out the window at the bare trees. I mark time by the branches in the backyard And the tiny snowdrops that spring up out of nowhere […]

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Forgiveness…

…is allowing someone to sleep when you want them awake. …is saying that it will be ok when you aren’t sure if it will. …is calling and listening to what people have to say when you are embarrassed. …is making sure that saying “I love you” is the last thing they hear before they leave. […]

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simple

“Go home!” I said, again and again “But I don’t know where that is.” I replied. “Well then, just do your best. Try and re-trace your steps. After all, isn’t it just you and I?”

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Homeward Bound

I must make home within my own heart, my broken, busted, earthquaked heart full to the brim with memories and hope and earth with the possibility of something new to grow. You have to clear the field before you plant. The death of all the past year, of who I was, has to happen as […]

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