Poor Poor Pitiful Me
The stories you tell yourself are just stories Your fucked up life doesn’t really exist except in your head I … Continue reading Poor Poor Pitiful Me
The stories you tell yourself are just stories Your fucked up life doesn’t really exist except in your head I … Continue reading Poor Poor Pitiful Me
My hands–old crone hands now–have a lot of mileage on them. I’ve used them to heal and comfort as a … Continue reading Sticks and Stone Art Dolls on Etsy
I danced in Yellowstone beneath twin rainbows And swam naked under the Burney falls I’ve been cross country skiing in … Continue reading My 60 Years
Roses bowing headsIs exactly how I feelReverence for rain Continue reading Reverence for Rain
Sticks and stones and yarn and a feather. Handmade doll. Ooak. Continue reading Xochiquetzal
Dedicated to those doing “the work”… We are not individualsWe are a murmuration of beingsLocked in choreographed KarmaI am my … Continue reading Murmuration
I have the same religion as the treesI, too, wouldn’t be hereWithout the sun, soil, water or air The big … Continue reading Breathe Love
If emotions were flowersSorrow–the deep grief–Of a loved one passingWould be a bouquetOf love and memories Here are 65 flowers … Continue reading Ramona’s Bouquet
Claim the middle-of-the-road. Claim soft gray. The split mind, the dualistic mind, sees things as opposites–good/bad, right/wrong, heaven/hell, wealth/poverty, ease/disease–but … Continue reading Soft Gray
The air is the same temperature as my bodyNothing defines my edgesAnd so, I disappearMy mind is silentThere is no … Continue reading Breeze 2018
Fear is just a veilIt is hiding your beautyDie so you can live Continue reading Fear
Shame destroys.It blinds the heart,And buries the soulUnder layers of lies.We look goodAnd act normal,To stay hidden and safe–But the … Continue reading Shame Destroys