You are an afternoon breeze Shaking my leaves Each day I grow and grow Just to touch more of you. You are the keeper of the secrets and the stars I am Mama’s Green Earth You invite me to dance in the waves of you So I do. And as I press my hands into … More Zephyr
He wanted me to know that he was damaged. He unwrapped another saltwater taffy and stuck it in his mouth. He rolled it from cheek to cheek with his heavy tongue. Does he like the sugar or the salt? He stared off into the backyard as he sucked on his candy. Until, without warning, he … More Salt
You sang me a lullaby and held my bones The night lightning ripped apart our sky. Then as the thunder roared And I softly slept You left for Oklahoma. I awoke from my dream so frightened A flood of raindrops filled my head. I searched for your body In the bed that we made But … More Rain
So just slow down. Too much fire will burn down her beautiful forests and the earthen floors that live within. Quiet yourself. Calm your mind. Trust. Love. Revel in the softness of the world. For she holds every security you will ever seek. Look to the green moss blanketing her trees. The quiet that she … More A Love Letter from 2013
she’s an animal, you know. the minerals in her bones and the blood in her heart have been on this earth for as long as time. in fact she was born from earth, water, fire, and air and she belongs to nothing but them still. her spirit and this planet have a love story longer … More Howl
“the way to create art is to burn and destroy ordinary concepts and to substitute them with new truths that run down from the top of the head and out from the heart.” -Charles Bukowski Monsters. Demons. Ghosts. Thoughts. Feelings. Ideas. A touch. A smile. A memory. How are these things similar and how are … More The Spirit of Creativity
What has to die so that something else can be born? How do we make the space for our creative selves to thrive? Well, the best place to start is to exhale. Physiologically, your biggest inhale comes after the most complete exhale. So in order to make space for fresh inspiration* (*pun intended) you must … More Creating Space
The following morning in Nosara, shuttles were arriving every few hours and dropping of four or more new students at a time. Three girls had moved into the room across from mine, but I had no sign of roommates yet. I was anxiously awaiting meeting who I’d be sharing my space with for the next … More Into The Fire (Part III)
I arrived safely in Costa Rica on July 27th, 2017. I shared the shuttle ride from the airport to the little surf town of Nosara with another girl in my program. On our two hour shuttle ride, Elise and I got to know each other a bit. She was a professional dancer and a serious athlete, … More A New Beginning (Part II)
It was March 2017 in Portland Oregon, and I was feeling restless. I had just moved again (for the billionth time), so I had a new room, was about to start a new term in school, was bartending full time, and had every opportunity laid out ahead of me. But even with all of this going … More Lets Start At The Beginning… (Part I)
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