Stories whispered from the lives of others, my own life, or animate objects full of their own truths.
There are spider webs that hold the world together. In the corners of every home, in every city, you’ll find them weaving on winter days as stories spill from ruby lips, each word strung together into a tall tale but one so true you must go now and look. At mid day beneath the avocado … Continue reading
It is at the in between stages that we are most vulnerable. Unable to distinguish if we are ripe to bloom or fading with each day. Continue reading
I know the pain of separation. Dissension. I feel it everyday, the quaking ache of my throat. My voice and my feelings stuck inside for so long. The ache to not look to please others, the ache to say exactly what I am thinking, to sing out, to shout, to cry, to explore the possibilities … Continue reading
I’m sure this happens all the time, to a lot of people, in my attempt to go to my improv class I showed up a bit late and the lights were low, and the class was much bigger but it was at the place I’d been before. A man was sharing at the front of … Continue reading
I go from place to place without a real home. There is so much faith and trust I am putting out on the world that I will be supported. That somehow all of this will workout. That I left home without a plan, without my car moving on a journey towards what I felt and … Continue reading
Through these differences, we finally see each other. I have a unique disposition, in that, I give back what others give me. May it be conversationally, energetically, emotionally, or whole-heartedly. I rarely do it consciously but am aware it creates rapport, comfort,and ease. I am aware of my body language, vocabulary, spiritual references, context, place, … Continue reading
Stuck between a rock and a hard place, is my mentality. I can’t even count how many times I say oh that’s hard. Life is hard. It’s sooo hard. Where and when did I pick this thought up. Is it an accurate thought? Does it reflect my life to date, all my endeavors that have … Continue reading
What remains at the end of our lives, what have we built, contributed, done that fights against the veil of this world. Sometimes I think we are shoring up our time for the days of our lives where there is no life left to live. And yet we remain. I do not claim to understand … Continue reading
The Calm & The Current 