Letter from Earth

Letter from Earth
Dear Humanity,   I see you and I am overjoyed- I know that you are trying. You don’t know how exactly, Or in what way to reach towards the light, But when I look into your face, I know that you are succeeding.   Steps may be small and fumbling, But you’re doing it!   ...

The World: Part 1

The World: Part 1
  The World: Part I I asked for a kiss and the world gave me a bittersweet song. I needed a hug and the world ran along. There were days when the living was too much to bear and still, the world couldn’t be there. Society said, “Life is painful, why bother?” And I thought, ...

Haunted by the Self

Haunted by the Self
Lately I wake to find that I’ve been haunted in my sleep. Haunted by the fragile, threadlike possibilities of an enlightened Self. She stalks me in my slumber, pouring honeyed ambrosia into my emotional mind, Moving out past fears and judgments, Making a way for a new Self. One made of something more seductive, mysterious, ...

Waiting on a Sunday

Waiting on a Sunday
I meet beautiful people everywhere on my journey and by beautiful I mean soul beautiful. The kind of people that open up their heart to you and let you know where they’ve been, what they ache for and who they really are, behind the mask of self-illusion. This poem is for those people. I see ...

Into the Wild: Crab Grass

Into the Wild: Crab Grass
It’s been a long time since my last post…feels like eons. Whew! Where does time go? Down the rabbit hole I suppose! I’ve returned though and am back on the hunt. Hunt for what you might ask? Hunt for magic… I recently left my position as a creative writing teacher in Miami (more on that ...

Water

I felt the rain this afternoon like a wet embrace wrapping around my soul. She whispered sweet nothings in my ear. Told me to be patient, to be kind, to breathe. She told me to listen to life unfold, to hear the ripples of energy wash over the ocean and notice the clouds dancing in ...

A Good Man’s Love 1

A Good Man's Love
This is an old piece that I wanted to post as it is was a prayer in poetic form, an articulation of my soul’s desire. And now, that prayer is taking shape and becoming real. So here’s a shout out to the old me, the twenty-eight year old version of myself who was (and is) ...

Hello World 1

Hello World
I’m afraid I can’t handle it all. As though the beauty of the responsibility will break underneath me, and the essence of myself will bleed dry. I am scared. Scared that I won’t be able to open wide enough to receive it all. Scared that the world will eat me alive, That the chaos will ...

Doorway to Love

Doorway to Love
It’s the losing of love that makes us who we are. And I have lost a lot. And I have loved a lot. I have loved insanely, with abandon and without hope. I have loved purely for the sake of loving. I have loved in the hopes of finding myself, of discovering truth and joy. ...

Alive

Alive
My soul feels weary and yet, something is coming alive inside, Something is starting to breathe for the first time. I don’t know what to call it…faith, hope, magic or perhaps just belief. It really doesn’t matter what it is, because what it is makes me feel whole, allows me to brave the tough moments ...