“A Real Writer”

“And I want to hug you into me, bury you in the only place where I know you’ll be safe, so I can birth you out in every word and breath and love and beat, as long as you’re There and I’m Here. Keep you alive on my fireweed breeze.”
-Fireweed Breeze from Lamentations of The Sea

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Soul Lessons

March marks 9 months on the island of Kauai. I have visceral feels and a felt-sense of this time last year, as this was the beginning of the end of life in Alaska and March-June were about to become these mad months of good-byes, letting go’s, and the exhaustive tasks of selling the house, closing my practice, and taking care of the tangible steps needed to move. I tire even thinking of it now.

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Flow: Trusting Life’s Process

New year, new space, new website. And this the first official post. I’d like to say something BIG or important, but instead all I have is simple reflection and going back to the basics.

The principles of allowance and receiving are on my heart as I write these words. Along with a thoughtful and tender contemplation regarding how I tend to be in the world – – taking the reigns of things, steering the chariot, and trying to make things happen in my life.

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Trusting the Invisible Path of Soul

What nobody tells you about soul callings is that while following one will be the most beautiful and rewarding thing you’ll ever do, it will also the hardest.

The path of the soul is invisible; it is one walked by faith and not by sight, by trusting in your intuition and heart, by working with whatever higher powers or energies you may believe in, and trusting the guidance you receive along the way.

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The Watchers: Finding Mysticism in the Everyday

The rain beats in hard sheets as the power flickers and the jungle bends and sways. The elements are strong today, its a bit of a Mystic Monday and it’s impossible not be tuned in.

My brother was humming around me as I sat writing to the rain earlier; I lit his favorite scented candle to say “welcome” since spirits are drawn to scents they loved when they were here in human form. Love, he tells me, write about love.

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Sky Waltz

It’s hard to believe we’re here.

I woke up today with a purring kitty; we laid side by side on my pillow, chins resting on hands and paws; watched the jungle light go from deep night green to dawn light moss to verdant day break. A few roosters wandered by, a feral cat, too many birds to count; Shire’s eyes widened into saucer’s as she watched and wondered at this new space.

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Living the Change

They say when it comes to change to start right now, don’t wait, change something- even if it’s just one small thing.

I’ve been thinking about this advice as I sit on a red couch in a yellow room surveying an almost empty house. This will all be gone come Monday, and, come Monday night, so will we; ending this chapter in Alaska to go write a new book in Kauai.

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Ocean Song

It’s like a still silent hush came over my office yesterday.

My suite mates coincidentally gone this week; the incessant clang of construction going on outside mysteriously muted.

Moving in a year’s time became 6 month’s time became 3 month’s became 3 weeks became my last day, yesterday, after a decade in my practice.

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Breaking The Mold Of Me

I have a new book coming out in June.

I pushed to get it published for this particular time line, because we are leaving Alaska in 6 weeks, and since all of these poems were written during my time here, it seemed poetic for publication to occur while still here and not in Kauai, where hopefully I will have new stories to tell.

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Deconstruction

I just blew a layer of dust off of this page.

Writing and upkeep of any site has not been at the forefront of life right now.

March was mad and twisty and sideways, April a keyboard of busy punching out letters and lines and time so fast I really couldn’t keep up. 

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