Learning to take up space, authentically!
Today, I breathe… Today, in this moment I pull the present around me, tightly. The world is-what-it-is. I’ve been in control over-drive. All. The. Time. Unsustainable. It is unsustainable to continue in this way. Change it. Control it. Label it. Nope. Not even close. So, today, I breathe… In and out and feel it all.Continue Reading “A Space to Breathe”
2021, you are hectic and frantic, so I search for pockets of peace; and I find you while holding my child’s hand, and I find you while watching the snow gently fall, and I find you in words and in poetry. Dazzling and sparking with meaning, I find a deeper presence pulsing. Everywhere. You areContinue Reading “A Space for a Turtle Poem”
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”
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”
Climate change is happening, now. It’s not some far-away event that we are trying to stop. No, it is here. Now. Right now. Only one question remains: How bad will it get? We still have time to stop the worst of it. Not much, but the window is there. Stop looking for those in powerContinue Reading “A Space for Earth”
“Each one of us matters, has a role to play, and makes a difference. Each one of us must take responsibility for our own lives, and above all, show respect and love for living things around us, especially each other.” –Jane Goodall I hear Second Amendment advocates already screaming: “What about our right to bearContinue Reading “A Space Without Guns”
I’ve always been a book worm; a ferocious consumer of literature. I remember how excited I was for my elementary school’s book fair. We’re talking butterflies in the tummy like only a fourth grader can have kind of excited! The gym was setup with various round and rectangular tables, and piled high with neatly stackedContinue Reading “A Space for Reading”
I’ve been thinking a lot about body image, especially as we age and after we have a child. We change. We morph…but does that mean we shame ourselves into being something other than our true selves? Does it mean we shape-shift into a space that is not authentic? I know that I have tried toContinue Reading “A Space for a Belly”
Words have been elusive to me. Strange for a writer, and a bit unnerving. But such is the way of life with a young child. So I rise again, today, and sit at my computer and carve out time to write. Funny how that works. When I make time, the words come. It’s like exercise,Continue Reading “A Space for Me”
April is National Poetry month, so I’d like to share one of my own poems. It’s titled: A Rainbow in the Sky Glorious moment, when color compliments the seemingly endless sky. Color. Beauty. Grandeur. A rainbow in the sky foretelling a silent beauty. You must be looking, you must be observing to notice that silentContinue Reading “A Space for Beauty”