wish list

I want to make you feel something.   I want good questions to always outweigh the answers that try to meet them, just enough so that we stay curious. I want to be guided by elders and children at the threshold of all that is both ancient and brand new. I want ceremonies and rituals…

feel it all

Can you sit with this ocean of grief?Can you feel the gravity of what is happeningwithout rushing towards silver liningsor happy endings?Let the wound bleed a little longerwithout running to cauterize itwith certainty or guarantees.Let the lacerations cut a little deepercarving lessons of the great mysteryinto your fleshand lean in closeto the pain.Can you soothe…

corona

We are conditioned to live in fearand at the same timeto live in a blissful stateof normalcy and ignorance.Everything is falling apart.Everything is fine.We should worry, hunker down, be prepared, gather bounty.This is fearmongering, stop worrying, go about your life. Hand sanitizer disappearing from shelves so someone can sell it back to youfor triple the pricesince…

tending the fire

I can feel the way the soft underbelly of winter makes us all a little more raw, more tender, makes us turn in a little closer to ourselves. More permission to rest, get quiet, be still. Grief sits closer to the heart and marks our face with saltwater and truth. Fewer answers, more questions. The…

mother

Do you remember the sound of the hips that cracked to birth you echoing all the way back to the First Mother? The ten thousand secrets whispered into your bloodby every woman that came before you. The blessings of your lineage;how to know yourselfhow to live a lifehow to heal. The burdens;how to hold your tonguehow to carry your painhow to…

the wild will call you back

The Wild will call you back. Through half-remembered dreams and sunsets painted in burnt sienna and vermillion flames she will call you back home. The coyotes will wake you from your sleep with their clarion call to keep your eyes wide open. How long have you been sleeping? How much have you forgotten? The Wild…

summer solstice

Summer. You sweaty, sexy beast. You are a long, slow exhale with crimson sunsets on your breath. Tell me stories by the campfire under sparkling night skies while I lick blackberry jam from my fingers and the fireflies hold council in the meadow. Your expansive landscape lets me stretch my quivering tendrils wide intoxicating my…

magic woman

Sisters, you have diamonds between your teeth and spices underneath your tongue. You make love to the air you breathe when you exhale your truth through red lips smeared with honey. Your blood runs in shades of purple velvet and saffron sunsets. You are both a thunderstorm and clear blue skies an unpredictable force with…

fire and water

My darling womanyou do not need to choose and you do not need permission.You are both fire and waterwith feet planted in the earthand ancestors at your back.You can be kind and gentle and still have your sharp tongue.You can be both soft and strongwith your heart open wide and backbone tall.Turn your face up towards the warmth of…

safe space

Reclaiming this body as safe space. It will not house the legacies of silence and oppression that came before me. There is no room for the cruelty of my mind to prey on my body. I will tend this fire in my belly. I will speak with my serpent tongue. You will know the flavor…