Loiter, my friend loiter. Allow motion to have its wicked way around you, any way it so pleases as you hang out inconspicuous and free.

we are all a collection  of short stories made to look whole one fluid, linear, looping tale. within each story no chapters only worlds  self…

You have been asked to birth greatness and your first response, is to cry out for another. Another person, another woman, another soul. You have been called…

Rest, is nourishment. It is not checking emails, messages, or sitting quietly to ponder,  the 50 things to do later. They aren’t urgent, anyway. Once…

Don’t trust the process. Trust the stillness that lives in the spaces between. Trust the walk from your bed to the shower, the moments between…

We are all homesick. We are all longing for the place to belong, where we may show up whole  and seen  by the group. Releasing all …