still figuring things out –from the burned bridges to the smokey treaded waters,born fruit of the shores of transmution;from the torn up grounds to the shredded air I could breatheto this place of color, sun bathed, Gods eternal kiss,eyes open, I rest in thisI pray for the bridgesI pray for youthe undertow bares solaceand headwatersContinue reading “Bridges & Becoming”
Have you ever wrote a letter to a house? Where were you when you realized you were deeply in love? When was the first time you felt Home? Have you ever wrote a letter to a house?
Today had us twirling and dancing in the kitchen, skipping and hollering during our hikes, and singing in the shower, too. We are bathing in a deep sea of relief and diving into our expanding inner peace – though it took some time and many tears to get here.
oh honey, the many shades of grief arrive in blue and grey, and I’ve seen grief make it’s way into the vibrant pink, purple, and orange by end of day. it does not count on time nor space it simply finds it’s way to you, and swells the deep of your heart, unbearable to ignore,Continue reading “colors and intervals of grief”
(An announcement awaits towards the end of this post!!!) A whole week has passed since my last post, Dinner with Grief, which was a bit of an energetic outpour. I took some rest time from anything creative for the week and focused on going for walks to clear my mind instead. We are now currentlyContinue reading “Yahweh & the Tarot”
Within an hour of last hearing your voice, I sat on my knees in front of my bed and prayed to God in the dark. I did not ask him to heal you. I did not beg him to take this pain away from us and to save you once more, as I had doneContinue reading “Dinner with Grief”
I’ve stood up to many of my fears, really not until more recently in my life, starting with taking my first flight in 2017. When Curt and I lived at Yellowhead fulltime, there was a period of time where I was staying there alone while Curt was on shift (up the mountain for 8 daysContinue reading “Being Brave”