April 2025

 

April arrives in swirls of wet winds

the sky putty readying to be shaped

wild onions on the sides of the path

have laid themselves flat and ready

& still we walk to silence ourselves

we savour where and how our lives

are touched and blessed and sacred

for this we stop : like the good dog 

and smell every little and big thing

xo

March 2025

 

March 2025

the waves tumbled and tossed 

toward the shore loud & large 

all I could offer was my heart

xo

February 2025

 

"...where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy..."

I'm not suggesting that Saint Francis wrote these words; I don't know if anyone knows who did, but long ago, we aspired to love, faith, hope, light, and joy, and these sentiments, and more, hold true now. In this time and place of much confusion and many unknowns, these will be our essentials. It's challenging to stay on a path when the ground shakes, but our hearts know where to lead us: Listen carefully. Walk lightly. Hold on tightly. 

xo

Mid-January 2025

Mid-January 2025

December 2024

December:  The first 

I'm the first to awake
 sky dark * stars bright
my wishes came true

*****
 the beds in the house 
filled with loved ones
there is time and pies

flowers from Victoria

​xo

 

November 2024

 

November 2024

And just like that, it's the last day of October

the sun rises and offers a rainbow

the horizon murky with rain and wonder

as I try to capture moments of joy

in other rooms, in other states

there are ones I call Love(d)

I think back on the numerous times

we called through the walls of our home

 R A I N B O W, come quick 

and how we stood together, looking out 

to the magic we held within

xo

October (almost) 2024

...and don't you, too, wonder?

what would happen if...

spread your body out on the sand,

allow your heart to open, close your eyes,

 remember a time that took your breath

and sent it on the wings of birds

 albino pigeon or one of the two egrets 

standing tall near the empty bridge

shrouded in ocean mist and salt air

what if you created a new you

xo