Space to breathe.
Category: Writing
Permission to be Tender
A woman's privilege of surrender.
Summertime
My hammock smells like an old musty sail. Everything is thick and sticky this time of day, this time of year, as clouds churn and work themselves into sweaty storms. As humans push against the heavy heat to "get it all done" before the sky dumps. Thunder rolls and lets us know how close we … Continue reading Summertime
I Finally “Get” Sunsets
Cuz I guess they're kinda cool.
One Year Here…And Counting
A traveler folds her wings.
Purging Poison
A short story from the sea, about repenting, reflecting, and allowing for angels.
The Great Turkey Hunt
A Thanksgiving love story.
Commitment Creeps In
Change chooses you, and all you have to do is let it happen.
The Radical Center
Conversing with a conservative.
Man Up (A Song)
A break up song...sort of.
