The shift into winter and anticipation of the New Year always pulls me deep into creation mode. Maybe it’s the change in rhythm at work as the students prepare for winter break or an innate desire to hibernate. Either way, this is one of my favorite times of year. I have a few bits and…
Love You
The most beautiful place I’ve seen. (Maybe you’ve been?)
I found a place more beautiful than any I’d ever seen. I first came across it while building sandcastles with my children. I showed them how to dig down to the wet sand beneath the surface. We raked our fingers through it, creating rivers and roads. The sand clung to my skin and told me of…
Brave the stillness. Come back inside.
“Have you thought of everything?” my mind asks as I consider the future. “Are you sure?” (Of course, I’m never as sure as it would like.) “This worries me,” it says. “You must be absolutely certain.” “Watch where you’re going,” my eyes say as I try something new. “Do you see?” (Of course, I never see…
Always, always remember where you came from.
I taste the magic in your smile, like the whole universe in a single drop. You are awe. -from There, I Might Find Peace I looked at the stars last night and saw the making of me. The sky was my own reflection. I remembered that I am the very stars I wish upon, the…
To you, from your ❤, c/o me. (I thought you should know.)
Do you see that? Really, you should look. No, no, you don’t need to go anywhere. Stay where you are. Here, try this… close your eyes for a second… now, open them slowly, and before you say anything, look around. Isn’t it beautiful? You’re beautiful. I think so every time I see you. (I thought you…
If nothing else, remember that today, you are alive.
“I guess it’s blooming that I fear,” I confided to the garden. “What if I discover I’m only a weed?” “Have I told you about the dandelion?” the flowers replied. – from Love, Child. Love. If I am meant to blossom, then I must nurture the garden that sleeps in me. I must learn to dabble…
Words for Finding Your Way
You are a traveler in this land, and while you’re here, you will move and be moved. In the process of your progress, become the ocean wave that rolls with elegance and sincerity. Burst into joyous dance as you celebrate the shores. With an open heart, point yourself in the direction of the things you…
The value of experiencing. (And other things my body taught me.)
The salt in the sea, my sweat, and my tears can heal almost anything. There must be an ocean in me. My bones hold their breath for the crack of thunder in a storm. There must be lightning in me. My feet seek winding paths, and my legs ache to run. There must be a…
It’s okay. Be free.
I wrote something last week that got a lot of unexpected attention. Apparently, a lot of people could relate. I want to share it and a little backstory with you in case you can relate, too. This was one of those pieces that popped into my head almost fully formed. It doesn’t often happen like…
In the quiet, from deep within, the answer came to you.
You were born under a meteor shower. Shooting stars raced through the night, sharing their stardust to celebrate your arrival. The sun had not slept at all in anticipation of you. She brought the morning early in honor of your birth. “For love, Child. Love,” she said as she covered the sky in fire and…