spinning ground

It is one of the sweetest things, the anticipation of summer. Stepping outside to sunny skies bright and blue. A gentle breeze and the spotted shadow of leaves providing breaks to the...

Stagnation. Am I right to say anything that stagnates completely festers. Life reduces down to maybe nothing at all. I am this way. Possibly, we are this way. And it is in opposition...

I am a mom now and I have to take responsibility for myself. This is not an isolated collection of years of raising my son then returning to myself. Who I was is gone of course. I was...

March 2023 – Opening up a new journal is such a sacred act for me. Especially this one. I chose it thinking of baby coming soon. It is bright, light green and fresh. It feels...

What would I think of me if I were a reader of this collection of writing? I think I would see part of the story, the part shown, and I would assume that story was complete. That the...

I was just given the most wonderful dream. It was born of a truth so deep, I am still in awe. A deep truth, the mixing of me and Earth and Sun. Am I being vague and coy with its contents?...