Big bang Life explodes Star matter leaking seeping in Mountains, kisses, insects twinkling eyes Ocean Droplets of joy taking shape it forms in an outline of you Light and shadow push and pull eachother in Life and death Contracting Expanding Prickling of emotion such rawness Being, and standing on the outside Observing all …
The avalanche The volcanic eruption The hurricane that swept over my heart The devastation it left The chapters of karma and grief and repair The spiraling energy The lessons it left But today isnt for anger or grief It is for healing, for …
the sounds tickle my ears the pnw breeze chilly on my skin as the people walk by the traffic, the responsibilities the colors across my eyes the multitude, the layers of experience feelings how many …
the sun entered scorpio. and one of my ghosts came tapping at my consciousness again that night. the message: the unseen will be illuminated. hidden truths exposed, the darkness ripped forward to the light. healing, growth, expansion, mystery, …
Under the large wooden beams of the old church Its expansive space The vaulted ceiling, so high, reaching towards the gods The sun shining in, streaming through like colored ribbons through the stained glass windows I lay on my …
The hum of the city The way the wanderers gather here Escape Beginning Full circle All with a similar dissatisfaction for what was Status quo Sense of revolution, the macro and the micro Like moths drawn to the street light, we buzz together …
This is a piece of poetry written by my beautiful and talented friend and writer, Ahna Fryhover. Part goddess, part storyteller, part artist, part healer and nurturer, she speaks truth by the fire side in …
....Or, for the beautiful ones who need to be reminded of their fierce strength, a couple of pick me up poems from Maya Angelou and Nikki Giovanni Still I Rise --- Maya Angelou You may write me …
Finished in early 2014, a heartfelt goodbye to those people I had to leave behind. Some who won't play a part in my life again, some who always will. All beautiful teachers along the way, …
Accepting my humanity, my obligations, and responsibilities, I find resistance. I am wild. Hair blowing in the wild winds on the edge of the cliff. Practicing non-attachment, observing my own obsessions. Let's just make the art, you and me. Here. …
