Category Archives: Prose
Winter Solstice
Today is Winter Solstice. It’s the shortest day of the year and thus, the longest night. Light some candles. Curl up inside. Breathe deeply and let the winter in. Winter has within it the magic of stillness. A natural time … Continue reading
What does this writer’s madness look like?
Death. Not the peace of passing to another realm and discovering truth, but the still, cold absence of everything. Awareness without a body, without senses, bereft of an identifiable self. Deep loss and no emotions with which to feel it; … Continue reading
Advice for Life and Love
Just keep your wits about you and sail your ship. Swab the deck when it’s time to swab the deck. Hoist a pint when the sails are down. But pay attention to the course and don’t get all googly watching … Continue reading
The Rest Will Remain
The important thing is to keep your intention clear. I’ve been thinking about my intention lately; defining and refining to the essence as is the way of the Virgo-born. My intention at this point in my life is quite clear … Continue reading
Empty Now
Nothing inspired and nothing expressed. Time stops as a vacuum forms inside. It envelopes the universe. Breathing, I recall, creates movement. I notice I can’t move; can’t return, can’t go beyond. This stillness holds no memories, no future plans. Just … Continue reading
Letter to a Friend – The Moments that Matter
Until I learned to appreciate someone’s soul, and found myself willing, even grateful, to let them go though my heart was torn apart to do so; I didn’t really know anything about love. I wrote this letter to my friend, … Continue reading
The Girl in the Gray Sweater – One in One Billion
Today I rose up. I danced. I held the hands of my sisters as we gathered in revolution to put an end to violence against women and call for social justice. We danced as one without fear. We could. We … Continue reading
I can’t take much more of this. Or, can I?
Since the end of October, the 27th at 1:00am, my daddy (I’m Texan and that makes him a daddy, not a dad) has been in the hospital. And my family and I have run the gamut of emotions while caring … Continue reading
March Against Monsanto, World Food Day – Dallas, Texas
On the eve of participating in my first ever organized public protest, my value and belief in the power of intention was prominent in my thoughts. The first layer of developing values is an internal one. The framework we establish … Continue reading
Emptying Out the Day
There’s a critical moment at the end of each day that was lost. In the busyness of life – the doing of all things necessary and even those things pleasurable – there’s an opportunity for a single moment of reflection; … Continue reading