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Throughout this life, how many people have we touched? The number is innumerable. 5 fingers, emotions interlaced… a glance that sees deeper than the heart of hearing. And is there a right? Could a choice truly be wrong? When everything you have done, been, felt, seen – changed, has led you to HERE? Although i…

Beneath a full Rose Moon…

i teach you to hold the moon in the cup of your palm to cradle the petal of a rose THIS is your lover let HERE be the kiss find the dance where you stand and a garden in your belly for all i need you to know is NOW howling at the night where…

Sweet Penny Lou

Heavy blanket of grey Lay yourself across these mountains Hang your damp above the frosted sage and promise me your mystery Whisper things of spring and green Softest blue and blooming hope. Baby dogs footsteps at my side… in my heart. My sweet Penny Lou, AKA Penelope Boz. My silent shadow, providing companionship larger than…

In the stillness…

In the stillness               I am more breathe than thought               I am more river than land                              Sunkissed moon and tears I am more than they say               And less than my fear                              Here, rooted into stillness Sunday, July 12th 2020

Sweet boys…

Sweet boys, i pray you always know the strength of your bond. That you wrestle and share adventures, quiet moments and long stories. Feel our love for you and know you are strong. Some days you can climb mountains and some days you just let it all go. Be gentle with yourselves and with each…

Remembering the night…

Remembering the night I carried you both out into the crisp white light. A full moon bathing the tree limbs of our yard. Wrapped in a blanket, our breathes danced the air. “Look up there” I whispered. “See the moon” Her beauty full. We noticed the ice laced tips of the yew tree… glowing laced…

My mother’s hand

I remember the rush of water, swift the pull on my 2 year old legs and feet. It wasn’t a deep area for us to cross the Snake River… only, at that age, I felt it could sweep me away, sweep me down and away from the firm hold of my mother’s hand. That hand…