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October 13, 2014

Life Itself

She fell asleep dreaming of fairy tales and tattoos. And sometime between moonset and sunrise, a bumble bee hummed across the pages of her heart. He made a hive in Once Upon a Time, and honeycombs in Happily Ever After, and on the pages in between, he scattered pollen and sunshine, night blooming jasmine and foxglove. He offered cherry blossoms to the dark and brooding thoughts, forget me nots to the lonely, forgotten places. And in the morning, she awoke tasting the golden truth of her, like honey tucked inside the roses of her cheeks. I saw […]

October 12, 2014

Seussical Salvage

i’ve heard tell of This and i’ve heard tales of That but what i really want is a Cat in the Hat he made a fine mes i’ll grant you it’s so but he cleaned up quite nice when t’was time to go so i look ’round my house at the clutter and dust and makes notes to self: ORDER NOW! IT’S A MUST! but where does one order a clean it up cat with his gadgets and gidgets hidden under his hat? if he’d just pay a visit bring his thingymabob with it’s unclutter button and anti-mess knobs there […]

August 12, 2014

Two Windows, One Choice

art by fantasim You never realize just how much stuff you’ve invited into your life until you have to pack it all up and haul it somewhere. Today I’m packing up life in cardboard boxes. Time to move. I marvel at the ways passion and devotion can equal accumulation: books, records, ticket stubs, playbills, love letters, photographs, receipts for purchases both large and small. I’ve spent ten years in this house and the remnants of proof call for assessment. I scrutinize each object, asking, “How does this serve me? Should I leave it behind? How about that? Shall I take […]

May 7, 2014

You Are Adored

You may not see itor, more accurately,you may not remember it,but you are a radiant jewel,a burning star in God’s palm. Rainbow-splendored and multi-faceted, you are brilliance incarnate, formed to receive and reflect the light. And you are adored. Forged of emerald cities, ruby slippers and bricks of golden dreams, you are a fairy tale a walking, talking practical magic. A Never-ending story, you unfold, dabbling in wonder and dripping enchantment like pomegranate seeds eaten willingly to form the turning of the seasons. Each chapter of your tale reads “adored.” You are seraphim clouds breathed into the heavens. All cotton-candy […]

May 7, 2014

Resussifuckintation

I feel shadowed, pursued by an Odyssean star trekking through twilight sails set for dawn– three transpacific flights in forty eight hours plastic oxygen and fluorescent lights aboard a tin can bird in the sky. I’ve just arrived from Bali via Seoul, via Chicago, via Seattle a tattered vagabond, hatches battened for high winds, delayed flights, turbulence. I need a Dewey button for the longest journey ever made to Artfest– maybe a sash and a crown, a bouquet of congratulations. I feel over-pink, saddle sore, like a blister. I need release. I need relief. Sleep. But oh the journey […]

April 24, 2014

Twinkle

So here it is. Straight up. I have no idea what I’m doing. Silas says it’s because I’m a pioneer. I say it’s because I’m an ignorant slut. But yanno, in a good way. Like Jane Curtain. In the not-too-distant past, a brilliant marketer took some of my workshops and declared me the “Best Thing Ever.” Well, I’m not certain those were her exactly words, but close. She said I should be on TedX. I should be on Oprah’s couch. I should have my own reality TV show. (On that last count, I have to agree with her, and it’s […]

April 21, 2014

Forgotten Fables

A juicy little project has taken up residence in my writerly fingertips. It’s a collection of wee fairy tales. I can’t seem to force these guys out, but when they show up, it’s always a delight. I feel less like I’m creating them and more like I’m discovering them. Like little lost friends, newly found. I’ll be posting more from time to time, but if you want to keep up with the collection in its thus-far entirety, visit and “like” the official Forgotten Fables page on Facebook, here. The Pink Ukelele and the Firework was the first story to appear […]

April 20, 2014

Resurrection Day

I’m back! After almost two years offline, I’m back and on Resurrection Day, no less. I didn’t plan this. In fact, I’m surprised, really. But when I woke up today, I knew it was time. I just love when inspiration knocks at my door. So, hi. And knock knock. That’s inspiration knocking on YOUR door. Let’s get this party started.

March 7, 2014

Matchstick Box

My heart is a diamond matchstick boxfull of lightning flowersbright-blossom incendiarypetalsstrike me and Iburst into bloom.My heart is a moonpearl nautilus, endless chambered spiral circle, ancient siren song embedded in ever-widening circles cradled to your ear it whispers a low tide of hush-now lullaby. My heart is a feathered faraway bird a phoenix rising fierce and free Burn me. Blaze me. Bury me in the ashes and I rise a wounded healer, a trail of glory, my tears the balm that soothes, the medicine that mends, the song that calls us home. My heart is a Rose of Sharon, opening, opening a […]

January 11, 2014

If Tomorrow is a Gift

If Tomorrow is a Gift I read that on a card somewhere and it got me to thinking. The ‘if’ should be removed from that phrase. I mean, tomorrow is a gift. As is today, as is this hour, this moment, this breath. The question is, how often do I have clarity of sight to see it as such? And once seen, how long do I dwell there? How do I unwrap and enjoy this truth? Allowing. If there’s one thing I’d like to do more with my gift, it’s allowing. I want to open the door to All-That-Is, allow […]

November 1, 2013

A Thousand Hearts

Despite the fact that my eyes look in two separate directions, or perhaps because of it, I am always searching the fabric of the seen for the unseen. I look to the corners of reality to see what might be hidden there. My gaze seeks to penetrate the ordinary in hopes of glimpsing something of the extraordinary. And often, the extraordinary is found right there, right inside the ordinary, waiting to be noticed. A tulip opening its petals, a lightning storm, a newborn sparrow emerging from an egg, these things beg my attention. I’m usually the one outside in the […]

August 5, 2013

We’re Still Here

We’re still here. Izzy’s still here. I’m still here. I don’t know how it’s happened, but I’m grateful. In October, doctors told us she’d already passed her expiration date, and though she could surprise us, it wasn’t likely. We prepared to fully live every day we had left, and started this blog to count her days, and to make sure her days count. And then suddenly and out of nowhere, our family was struck with another tragedy. My sister Robin was infected with a rare bacteria after a minor family dog bite and life was thrown into chaos. My every […]