motherhood

has made me intensely greedy. I no longer settle for my own contentment or find the gratitude of my own days. I want it all for my children as well. greedy as all get out.

I was lonely for myself

and when I saw that let it be I realized I’d come to a great new world. One in which, if I breathed and keep on stepping, I would emerge more whole than I ever thought possible. To be. I am.  

please

help me to understand. and so begins another day where passion instinct tradition expectation join hands~

last breath

is it ever right to give up on a person? Who is to say that Jesus himself does not arrive at their last breath as they change their heart and become what they always could’ve been?

every step

every left instead of right stay instead of go run instead of stand led me here and finally all the fight and flight all the not quite and almosts have me here. Just. right. Surprised, awed, spurred-on yet so contented. right....

is it possible

to go through mid-life crisis and not crisis? I think it is. It means to change. Grow. Where body and even mind had become accustomed to settle. one just has to be willing to grow and not call it death. just as we do...