A particular devotion that shall never be known again. The service of holding and tending must be rewritten to exist without form. Daily offerings that were at times met with …
Being Human poetry Wisdom TeachingsA Most Particular Devotion or fourteen weeks and five days
Being Human poetryA Plan of Self-Soothing OR How I hold myself in the seat
Moving through the facets of my love there is no other option than grief. The dimensionality of this heart’s breath is so vast that the inevitability of its holding cannot …
Being Human poetryFeather
You are a feather. You are free. You are a symphony. You are a symphony. I felt the resting of your featherweight love upon my chest. My heart. You are …
Being Human Radical Loving Self Care Wisdom TeachingsCircle of Grief
How often do we witness one another in our grief? Were we raised in a culture that honors the tremendous aloneness that comes with the anguish of digesting that which …
Being Human Radical Loving Self CareI see you. I am here.
How is it we see others? And how and when do we feel seen? How we attend to the world, is sometimes how the world will reflect itself back to …
Being Human poetryWaning
There were once words. A comfortable stringing together to make sense of what would otherwise be too chaotic. Over time a loss of these little stitches that thread comfort. A …
Being Human poetryResistance No More
I am not an untended house. Not a place of dreams that will sit and wither. Not something for later. Or one day. I am not a project. Not a …
Being Human poetrySoft Skinned
I couldn’t explain what it feels like to endure I can only feel it. The feeling of soft skin that is more vulnerable than I want to withstand. The feeling …
Being Human poetryPrayer Seven Hundred Something
Ready or not, death can come when we don’t expect it. (I could not sing because it touched my heart too heavy. Sound pierced a balloon of tears. For loss. …
Being HumanOn the book chapters I may never write
In no particular order they would be: My child is beautiful and sometimes she looks like Jack Nicholson in The Shining in photographs that I take, and this entertains me …