Learning to take up space, authentically!
Creativity and writing have been elusive these past weeks. I wrote about that in my last blog. Pulling weeds and digging in the earth help to jump start that spark again. It’s still tiny, and the words still feel rusty and a bit foreign. Why? What is going on? I caught myself wondering, again, forContinue Reading “A Space to Wonder”
I have dried up, creatively, so it seems. My pen remains idle, nestled against my also unused journal. I wipe the dust away. The cursor blinks repetitively on my computer screen. I sit and try to think and form and create. Nothing. Annoying. Monotonous cursor. I feel defeated and turn my computer off. Again. IContinue Reading “A Space to Touch the Earth”
The day greets me with news of fires, everywhere… Around, behind, above. The ash falls. In my home. On my car. In the fallen leaves. It is choking. Biting. Everywhere. Like the virus. Like the bigotry. Like 2020–all encompassing. I feel its downward pull. Visceral. Real. Strong. So, I sit silently with it. I takeContinue Reading “A Space to Accept”
I feel a shift going on. It’s always this way as we transition from summer to fall in Colorado. Tuesday was the first official day of the new season, but out here in the west, the hot and dry summer holds on; its death-grip, unwavering. Fires still burn. The air, at times is still denseContinue Reading “A Space for Fall”
The murder of George Floyd Covid-19 Economic depression I have to admit, these past two weeks, I have been struggling. Just one of the aforementioned crisis would be enough, and yet, we have all three. Anger. Protests. Sorrow. A few days ago, I laid in bed and stared at the ceiling wondering where are theContinue Reading “A Space for Prayer”
I wrote this poem not longer after my son was born in 2016. I loved writing it then! But today, re-reading it, I love it even more. With the state of the world as it is, it takes on a new and lovely meaning. I hope you enjoy it! The Hush of the Morning ThoseContinue Reading “A Space for Poetry”
Even through the pandemic, life goes on, it finds a way. I saw a tiny green bud reaching through the concrete yesterday on my walk. My son got off his bike, and pointed to it with wonder: Mama, how does it do that? Good question. How do we reach and continue to grow through ourContinue Reading “A Space for Mary”
My blog is about space: how we take it up and do we take it up in an authentic manner? As we navigate through this very difficult time, we’ve been asked to take up space in a new way: social distancing, elbow bumping, shelter in place…and the list goes on. Our sense of space isContinue Reading “A Space for all Things that Change”
I know, I’m getting ahead of myself…a bit. We haven’t even turned the clocks yet. And it’s still February. And it’s still freezing in the west. And the ground is still covered with patches of ice and snow. And a few days ago, we experienced a Snow Squall in Colorado. The National Weather service definesContinue Reading “A Space for Spring”
This is a poem I wrote a few years ago after seeing a rainbow. I’m so ready for Spring and warmth! But this will have to do while we wait for the changing of the seasons. Enjoy! Glorious moment, when color compliments the seemingly endless sky. Color. Beauty. Grandeur. A rainbow in the sky foretellingContinue Reading “A Space for Rainbows”