I witnessed infinite expression of what I believe to be similar guts—hunger for connection, safety, belonging, and purpose, expressed in varying language. The greatest of souvenirs is a new set of eyes.
If I Could Gift You Stillness
November 3, 2015
If I could give you nothing else, I’d plant deeply the gift of stillness in your core. To listen, smell, taste, trace, and observe in silence, processing the vibrations within your being and in relation to this world of beings you share this space with, that escape definition or tangibility, but remain truer than any other things.
A Love Letter: Post-Divorce Family & Place
July 16, 2015
We hold tightly those hollow spaces serving little more than honoring the feeling that some of our understanding and growth has yet to take shape. It’s a decision over and over to slowly hold the hollow space farther away from your body until it blows off into the wind and is replaced by entirely new nows.
I Said Yes
February 11, 2015
PAUSE is illusive. Would I allow myself to climb out of the trenches for just a bit? Could I do so without wrestling guilt or holding traces of impracticality?
The numb holiday
December 21, 2014
What once was, wasn’t any longer. The absence of those I loved was its own entity in the room, thick and heavy, a blanket draped over everything dulling the shine, the mood, and the beauty remaining around me.
Exhaling Attachment
December 9, 2014
Tethered to a familiar mass, and feeling the rope slip through my desperate grip, I’m aware that fixing my gaze backward will leave me exhausted, emptied. I won’t have these things back, and I’ll lose a little bit of myself in the process.
Holding On & Letting Go
July 9, 2014
It has been, and will remain to be, a constant exercise in evolution…finding a balance of holding on and letting go. Around every corner life has new unanticipated gifts hidden behind its back, waiting to reveal the beauty once you’re willing to move forward to find it.
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