Our Daily Breath
A little bit of poetry, and a whole lot of tenderness
It is time.
The Crone is the natural enemy of the patriarchy
Just an indoor walk in the winter
So simple. So complicated.
An invitation to notice and accept what is
The possibilities are endless
Happy New Year, Dear Ones
This body is a historical artifact
A few days of Winter
How I made it through the mornings
Sacred space in the airport
