From this place of now, unheard, unseen, all my selves in all my times hear my call to converge to a secret rendezvous, to sit and reunite and share and …
Our pear-green love ripens with each breath, each day, each season. It's sweetness drips from our lips. Your love seeps into every crevasse of my being and births sharper eyes, …
Qu’est-ce qui te retient d’avancer sinon la peur de t’entendre dire oui ? What is holding you back from moving forward if not fear of hearing the word yes?
"Et toi, tu as fais quoi aujourd'hui ?" "J'ai regardé le vent, depuis la terrasse, longtemps je l'ai regardé Je l'ai regardé si bien que je suis devenu le vent …
Even in this pause, the earth is vibrant and alive. In the distance a hopeful tune piped from the ice cream truck, sounds of puttering neighbors, and the birds. The …
I don't write for posterity. I write for now. And as I write, now already gets old. I could turn around, contemplate my past. I could hold on to that …
Today the system world told us to hunker down while mother Earth is moving on unphased the mailman is delivering nonsense supermarkets are full with dangerous abundance hungry for connection …