Down, Up

“Push down to go up into your arabesque,” Sylvia says. Instantly, I am hit with the universal truth that I’ve been denying. You need strong roots to stand against the elements of nature, it’s obvious, always in my face, yet my eyes have been avoiding this. I listen to her words and translate it to … More Down, Up

Ivory Glass

Cevan stands at the foot of the cascading staircase; head tilted up Its ivory steps and mahogany banister spiral toward, glowing new; shimmering posibilities Pristine He squints, looking at the top, knows there’s only one way to get there Still, old memories haunt him, pinning him to the floor Can he take the same staircase, … More Ivory Glass

Twelve New Standards

As my year off, sabbatical, leave of absence, whatever you want to call it comes to an end, it’s hard not to look back and search for meaning.  When I embarked on these past twelve months, I was so sure I would be standing in a glowing white light of understanding and newness.  Some of … More Twelve New Standards


I am easy Rest Sleep Naps Dance Sing Teach Laugh I am easy Rest Love Lean Eat Connect Think I am easy Yet I watch it knowing it’s normal to feel this, think this I feel it and wonder Wonder when will it feel easy again When will I feel comfort I am easy Breathe … More Easy


Tiny red bulbs Burst like bubbles inside my mouth Sweet and juicy A gift Tiny cranberry beads Trickle into the bowl Spilling, filling Sweet and kind Soft and loving Trickle Burst Sweeten Soften Gentle connection For tough times Soft love for hard times Tiny red beads Tiny bulbs, pockets of sweet: A reminder. Eventually it’s … More Disconnected