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lay it all down, love

lay it all down, love. lay it all down.lie here beside me and lay it all down,i know you don't want to let go just yet,so keep hold or let go or let it be,here,now.i feel how heavy it is,how painful, how tiresome.i see you as you fight to keep going,to keep up,to keep it… Continue reading lay it all down, love

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50 of the thousands of lessons my 20s taught me

While some of these lessons have lodged somewhere deep inside, many of them I have learned and unlearned and relearned again and will continue learning for the rest of my life. So with five days until I turn 30, here are just 50 of the thousands of lessons my 20s have taught me, with heartfelt thanks to every person who has helped teach me over the last ten years, and lifetime, whether you knew you were helping or not.

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Who am I?

Who am I? I'm someone who feels deeply, who in any given moment feels and holds multiple conflicting, contrasting, complimentary and complex emotions, sensations, experiences, all at once and separately in individual layers, together and apart. I'm someone who believes that we, all of us, as unique and connected and complex human beings, have an… Continue reading Who am I?

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Your life

There are moments in life when you are walking down the street and your whole world turns on its head in a heartbeat. It's happened to me, more times than I care to recall, in more ways than I wish to tell you. But it happens. You are walking down a street and something comes… Continue reading Your life

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Please Don’t Wait For Me (I’m Not Coming Back)

I'm sorry I left you, dear one. I'm sorry I left so unceremoniously, without satisfactory explanations or word of when I would return. You see, I didn't know where I was going, or even that I had begun leaving, I just knew I couldn’t stay; I was changing, I had changed. I didn't belong within… Continue reading Please Don’t Wait For Me (I’m Not Coming Back)

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Life, Maybe

Maybe in the moments I find myself deeply entrenched in my grief, my longing, my dark dense despair, feeling there is no hope and no help and nothing, just nothing left,   …maybe right there and then I am as close to Life as one can possibly be.  Yes, Death too, Death is lurking just as… Continue reading Life, Maybe

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if you could stop

if you could stop just for a moment to look at me, look deep into my eyes, if you could catch it, quickly enough to let love leap in. to give the silence space to speak, to listen to our hearts beat out of sync and in double-quick time, and then slow down to hear… Continue reading if you could stop

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some days like this

some days are hard, for no reason at all and for every reason that came before, all at the same time. some days you think should be different, you think you should feel better, do better, be better because of something said or done yesterday or the day before. some days you beat yourself up… Continue reading some days like this

All Writing & Art, Meraki, Poetry. Prose. Letters., Published Work

The Forest of Our Tomorrow {Meraki}

Meraki.(n.) The soul, creativity, or love put into something; the essence of yourself that is put into your work. words The Forest of Our Tomorrow I walk through the forest of our tomorrow, the light glistens in the distance, almost fading as the sun sets on yesterday. It feeds me as I embody all grief… Continue reading The Forest of Our Tomorrow {Meraki}