Are you my mother? I do not have to ask And I feel the weight of Privilege To be so held, so nourished, Celebrated and cherished By Earlene and by her Mother, Maggie and even By her mother Minerva though I Never met her she meets Me As midwife, herbalist, healer, lover And I hear …
I love this ridiculous life! Especially during the times where I get to feel the low notes course through my being. I appreciate the symphony my heart. I relish bleeding out the past each month as I celebrate my womb. I wholeheartedly eat the junk food and watch the silly shows with my kids. It’s …
There is a difference Between Ability to use Great gifts and power And The claiming of them Through owning and facing the Shadows To prove your worth Or to know it Humbly The gifts then are not a thing You use Rather the way that you Are Used To say No without a show And …
The journey called And I answered Stripping Sacred clothing That held me And bound me Naked wildness I danced With feet on earth A child Playing in the woods Learning Magic arts Forest darkness Held me Free To explore my depths Playing Worshipful laughter At the joke That ravished, Tormented Stripped again Bare, Bruised, Raw …
It’s true I’ve walked through fires I’ve run through my dark inner corridors I’ve jumped not knowing where or how I would land I’ve gotten burned Seen terrors inside myself And found myself shattered at the bottom of the cliff I rise I smile and laugh and cheer us all on My scars invisible yet …
Day 1 of the 44 day thing. I knew I wanted to do something for 44 days to honor my 44th birthday in the year 2022. It feels significant. Or rather, I want to make it significant. That humans can create meaning is a pretty unique and fun game. So, here goes. I’m scheduled to …
At some point the thought of being exposed becomes less painful than the effort it takes to stay hidden. What is it that I am even protecting? If there was ever anything out of my control it would definitely be other people’s story about me. No accident that in photography the thing being exposed is …
I sat in the dark for months, like a dormant seed in my comfy shell Sometimes burdened by the lack of productivity. But it would pass and I was grateful for the time to just be me to plumb my depths and learn who I was. A content little cosmos of knowing. Then the swelling …
Content Warning: Language Maybe I should have a content warning on my forehead: “Same Old Fucker” In case my latest mystical joyride of creation causes an inflation situation that could rival what’s happening at the local gas station. So when I’m pulling hairs out of my chin or squeezing something of mythical substance from my …
22 years ago today when I was a month shy of 22 I roared earthside baby #2. at 2 months old and nearly 20 pounds his spirit was already bursting through his skin! His heart whispering that he was here to make the world not be made to fit into it. At 20 months old …
