"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Thursday, October 17, 2013

good morning song: a small stone

My eyes open to the quiet, calm dark. Crickets chirp as other insects hum the morning awake. Gentle raindrops hit the leaves of trees that are contemplating their winter slumber. A lone bird trills.

Monday, October 14, 2013

small stone: grapevine meets autumn

Once lush and clinging, spiraled tendrils reaching upward,
burgeoning with life,
Leaves are now brown, curled edges moving inward,
the vines withering,
Fruits returning to seed for another season.

Monday, October 7, 2013


Life has me pondering a lot lately. With a hefty dose of mediation grounding me. This is my message tonight:

Go out and be you, whoever that is. Love yourself, embrace yourself, show no fear in being yourself. You are here for a reason. Even if some people don't get you... it's all good. You are here-- here on this plane-- to be YOU. No one else can do it. No one else can touch someone the way that you can. You may never even know the extent! So, take a deep breath... sally forth... be the best you that ever was. And it will be enough.

It will be more than enough.

It will be stunning.