the scent of jasmine fills the house so much that we have to leave the front door open so that we can allow the sweet smell of heaven to lighten every moment. Every trip up and downstairs to do the laundry every walk to the kitchen to make tea every pause between computer strokes is …
April 14 poem Such anxiety gripped in the stomach trying to slow it down this feeling of how am i ever going to wrap my head around the complexity? my brain does not compute doesn’t work this way is allergic to 1B, see form 1083, except if you are an X, in which …
poem for day 11 a day of soul shining connecting on purpose for the good of this generation and the next – paving a way that can honor who and what has come before and discard the misplaced steps, the wrong turns, the hurts unspoken. a day committed to healing, to making things …
