The window shade is breathing in and out A wave of stillness and then a sudden and shuddering inhale. A GASP. As though the outside were holding it’s breath TOO. -Paige Stewart Photo Credit – Anna Jones Photography Continue reading
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We create our own magic
We create our own magic. We CREATE our own magic. We create our own MAGIC. WE CREATE OUR OWN MAGIC. We are all the creators of our own unique lives. Each moment unfolding before us is ours to respond to, to be inside of and shape the outcome by how we choose to be … Continue reading
time’s pressed flowers
As Time’s pressed flowers we were bound in her layers of sediment a kind of kept memory the earth wanted forever so that one day as she opened up her secret love affairs slipped out from between the pages of her diary. this one and that… as she heals her history of love is revealed … Continue reading
we were wild once
I dreamt we were wild once I saw us running the steeps We felt the wind, the way it only feels to the free things We knew it’s secret name, and how to call it to us how it came outpacing us and lifting us up and up. We were flying then, the wind pulling … Continue reading
The Unspoken Truth
I have bouts of depression. I suffer from depression. I am depressed. I don’t even know how to phrase it anymore. Tonight it bites at my heels, alcohol could sometimes shake it… change it. Now even when drinking I am completely lucid and upset that there is no reprieve from this state. I would never … Continue reading
An opening
In a house in the desert, there is a window out to the world. Everyday we press ourselves against it. Drunkenly smelling the scents carried by the arid air. Exalting in the sights this small vantage gives us. Shedding our skin on the wall, in a ritual exfoliation that may jettison us to transcendence. The physical pressing, … Continue reading
Winds
An ache comes with the chill on the wind a bitter truth is blowing in through the one window left the others were taken down, or blown out by winds I make at night I called up all my gales, truth’s stripped on the force of their winds we made a big mess, trying to … Continue reading
Falling Together
“If I fall, will you catch me?” asked the earth. “Yes,” resounded the sky. “I will hold you forever and kiss every part of you and we may fall but always together.” That is how we will heal the world, the salve of time has always been love. Paige Stewart Photo Cred: Anna Jones Continue reading
Perched on a Season
Seek for me at dawn find me perched on a season I am spruce needles, coarse bark and the copper scent of rain drenched red clay I am the silence in which all of this unfolds Paige Stewart Photo Credit: Anna Jones Continue reading
Seek for Love
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. ~Rumi~ Photo Credit: Anna Jones Continue reading
The Calm & The Current 