poem for the world
listen, you, with your beach glass heart you, with your moonshine teardrops this is a poem for the world and this is only a poem for you both of those things are true and neither, really but either way you, love are holy so, hold your capacity for melancholy and name...
The View From Savasana: Whispers from Yoga Class
The mind says ‘mistake. regret. punishment’. The heart speaks ‘long. ache. grieve’ The body pulses ‘want. want. want’ Yoga answers ‘you are nothing but your breath. exhale’ The legs scream ‘go. run. escape’ The ceiling fan whispers ‘you are still here. be present’...
The Core Of Your Strength
they say you are soft? so be soft. you have nothing to prove. nothing to gain from a forced toughening of your wild soul. be soft because you can because you are because you know that it is life that has softened you that has taught you that hard is for brick and...