Friday, 27 January 2012

This is my voice

Once I turned to words.
Churning ideas.
Spitting out thoughts like spent sunflower husks.

Slowly.  Achingly sometimes.
They are returning.

Saturday, 21 January 2012

Some Days

Some days just jump up and without warning, knock all the energy out of you.

Leave you weeping on the floor, surrounded with laundry to fold, dishes to wash, toys to pick up.

Realising how much more forgiveness is still needed - especially for yourself.

And you can tell yourself over and over again that these feelings have to be felt along with all the hope, boldness, and fearlessness that most days bring.  You tell yourself that time will settle new roles, new realities, new relationships into a gentleness that is easily explained, easily seen, easily understood.

But you know that nothing can be promised, nothing can be expected, nothing can be predicted.

All you know is in this moment, you feel this.

Thursday, 19 January 2012

Love Everywhere

I have been editing photos from last year.  Compiling favourites, reminiscing, sifting and sorting (of snapshots and memories alike).  I had never noticed these two before. 

Love. As simple as that.

Friday, 13 January 2012

Found this treasure recently.  Am in awe.

especially this one...

I am drawn to the tidiness of proverbs
little zingers
that make you nod
and think you have gotten to the pulp
of a thing
like how you can know a person
by the books they keep
but it’s not true
you know only the stomach
of their brain
a naïve hunger that tends
to want more
of the same
it’s like thinking you know
a bird
by the wire
he sits on
life is unkempt
people die
too soon
all there is to do
is pay attention to the litter
of minutes that fling from the day
and catch some
on your tongue
like snowflakes
each one
a tiny perfect story
a life written in ice
before it melts
and returns home
to the sea.

Monday, 2 January 2012


My word for 2012.  Because resolutions seem too much like rules, or promises, or vows.  None of which I am good at.  But words, words I can do.

This is my focus for the year.

To be a well of cheer.

To swell with gentleness, content, intent, and honesty.

For my family, myself, and everyone to be well.

To let emotions swell and be felt, well up and overflow.

Have a well full of patience for my children.

To ride the swells of life and hide from nothing.

Be willing to climb into the well of myself regardless of what I may find and bring it all up to the surface.

Life is swell.