Strata Most people exist on the surface, content to think nothing of what lies beneath. Layers upon layers build over the years, millennia of strata built of bone, wood, and stone, each layer with its own tale to tell, yet to many they may as…

There’s a large freckle under my left eye that I would wipe at for hours trying to clean the “dirt” off my face   My right front tooth has a chip in it from when I tried to use a butter knife as a toothpick…

Imperfections are noticeable first Beauty isn’t a requirement it was a temporary perk one now discounted as looks invade fragility everything is magnified here I have always struggled with my body even then I saw myself bigger than I was breast and feet size made…

If it were me I would be; The northwest side of a house. Where I could shade From the intensity of a noonday south And the guard myself from the overly dogmatic eastern past.   If it were me I would be: a tree on…

Hr. 7 Prompt 6 You must be going now The time has come We may never meet again We had a moment in time Please don’t take too long This was meant to be Life happens so fast Hold on to those moments Become what…

Cacophonous sound of the alarm rings still in my ear, an hour after it sounds I drag myself out of bed, beginning the day Start the day happy – I feel immediately guilty Alas, there’s no hope of gaining lost time Nor any chance of…

Just be Still …Just be still, and listen the mottled wishes are rioting below the molten magma the basalt heart cannot hold longer the spirit is to fly soon and then, a new life will be invented Hour 18 @varenyas

i am a jar of mixed beads filled with odds and ends hoping for the needle to find a match when i string pieces of me together to make images in glass fit for ceremony

Grabbing snippets of wakefulness then sliding back to wide-eyed oblivion. My spiritual teacher says when the mind lets go, or in this case, can no longer hold – there is an opening; much is revealed. May it be so!

  Time to smile Let go of your angry heart There is a mighty throng of those white people Who want good, and know good So we have to empower them As we do ourselves Our tears will drown us, if we Cry in a…