Knitted...Knotted...Mirror... Mirror...

I'm aging....more so noticeably in these last few years - I hope I'm doing it gracefully. ♥️♥️♥️

It will be almost a year since i have seen Cosmo- Josh and I left on a cruise and though i created many avenues for the wild bird I...

1. Ateh (ah-tay) 2. Malkuth (mahl-kooth) 3. Vegeburah (vey-geb-boo-rah) 4. Vegehdula (vey-ged-dool-lah) 5. Le Olam, Amen (lee oh-lom...

it's been a few minutes.... since i saw myself as - tell all wanderer.... where have i been?.... work: a lot of it....all of it taking...

collecting feathers, lost bits of you floating in view lifted in the breeze musky earth, weight against the air so light long on a fray...

before i drew the cards i was laying in the back yard. thinking about the deck and the cards crystal deviational quarts with yes and no,...

filling the air into the nose earth and fire let all this anger expire mix with sandalwood stir and grind into dust elders come in trust...

Today has started out peaceful. Eden...I am pleased with the warm sun.

We have left the 20 years war behind us. “See how lucky you are” I hear some voice say. I cried for the mothers, so lonely and in pain....

Robin eye-striking me twice yellow ringed piercing attention body too large for the perch gathered dead grass and mud attempting the...

little black kitty vibrates on my chest listening to the world wood, asphalt, and glass imagining the forest where rain fills the rivers...

styrofoam cup filled with a blessed morning capturing the message of the daily bread publication the ease of slumber forced off with...

this love is delighted by our own embers remember we are honest as a child soothed in arms of mother hunger before a plate of food a...

my blooming flower moving mouth opening…praying my core crystal shining spine cleaving…cleaning my kiss to the soil feather finger...

curled up in a cradle of curvaceous bone on one frigid summer’s day you entered ...thought to myself, I will be the one to stab you but...

sky blazed in orange and crimson full sun swooping gulls call with glee a warming soft inner pressed upward the ocean’s saltiness lingers...

fibrous ossein brittle… break creak hum till time rots wood center strong then grinds the rest to dust dead deep the wound of …a slow...

while raking leaves birds dart from perch to feed sprite and feathered Mid-November centered in my work the earth is cold yet busy with...

moments rooted like anchors exist timeless beyond configurations child leading her sister down the road, trusting truck bed staring...