the weight

it makes you hard you know. all this push and pull of others on your soul on your heart. you build boundaries that lie on different meridians than the ones you would naturally form. you find solace and sorrow mixed equally in bones that you didn’t know you had made aware only by the weight…

Musings on Personal Power & Popsicles

This space has been quiet for more than a year. There isn’t much to say, except that it felt tonight like there were words inside of me that wanted to come out. They filled my head as last summer’s tayberries transformed, as if by magic, into popsicles. Most of this past year has been spent…

because it’s the littlest bits

Today she talks non-stop, sits upright in the chair, fairly bounces through her day. this shift inside is like three thousand brightly lit steady burning flames. gratitude tonight is both the largest and the smallest we have talked about yet. it is gratitude for self. it is the release that happens when left completely open…