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You
Sometimes you’re the one. The one who chooses to reach out a hand when you’re drowning a little too. You’ll be damned to see another beautiful soul drown right in front of you. Sometimes you’re the one…who pushes through fear to communicate in a way that we are all afraid to. Many times you too, […]
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Seeing Her
This morning I looked in the mirror and was proud of this girl. She has struggled with herself, and she has come so far. I am proud of the friends that she keeps: The values she holds: The boundaries she sets: The ways she is bold: The light that she sees: The secrets she owns: […]
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Into The Wild
Lord as the world gets darker…I find myself a little more brave to chase every light. Colors of wildflowers you created. Sunsets and sunrises. I chase the sound of belly laughter. I am in awe of moments where people cry safely together. Those deep cleansing tears. Arms wrap around one weeping. Faces lean in to […]
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The Healing Cove
I’ve lain in this space for 5 years now. I’ve rested, explored, and created in here. The new life I have is beautiful, but I was broken when it found me. Done with the bloody arena. An audience watched me fall. I saw a cove and crawled inside. I did not want to be seen […]
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Compassion Fatigue
To the one who knows me best. Father… My caring is tired. Intuition….exhausted. Broken spaces in me….lonely.The best of me…..depleted. Your world….painful. Recent dreams….un-inspired.Communication….flawed. Energy….lost. Gratitude….I am eternally grateful.Hope….still here. I love you. Forgive me. I need to rest with you. Will you speak to me as I do? I love your words. I will […]
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Naked
Hmm. This body. An outer shell that holds her soul. The life it has lived. It’s younger form has been touched by unkind hands. It has been stolen from and it has betrayed itself. Chemicals have filled it..so that trauma would not kill it. Often it fights with chronic pain. This body is tired. It […]
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The Angels Who See It All
My children’s eyes. Innocent and wild. I see each of their souls so clearly here. Beautiful blues, browns, and hazels full of dreams. From top to bottom our Izac, Ileana, Allison, and Ellamae. A Brady bunch made in heaven. They are 11, 10, and 8 years of age. I am so thankful that God has […]