love, fight, for justice, for equity, let us never negotiate on human rights; let us be kind to ourselves in the process. A resources for self compassion I have found incredibly useful: https://self-compassion.org/ November 21, 2020
Category Archives: human
Perfect Storm
What can I tell you about her? She is bold. When I met her I felt like lightning had struck the chair — I’ve written about suns before, but this woman is full human, full knowledge, full becoming. She strikes when I least expect it, becoming beauty around all of its edges, the tree branch,Continue reading “Perfect Storm”
Whole, Broken
I am a human — I am not just a woman, I am not just a moment, I am not just a gift. I am alive — my emotions ebb and flow just like yours, sad man. The sad man, taking space for the story; the sad man, sharing tales about his glory forgetting theContinue reading “Whole, Broken”
Too Much
So – do you think this neighborhood is too gay for you, maybe too poor for you and oh, that means too dangerous for you? Are you just so uncomfortable when you see people who are not like you because you’re not gay – gosh, no; and you’re not poor, not gonna steal some stuff off someContinue reading “Too Much”
Home
The journey inside a man will always begin and end with a woman. She taught us to peer up at the sky in contentment rather than glee, to leave the grass un-trampled, to look for food where you’d least expect to find it. She is every shade of blue and green and brownContinue reading “Home”
Subway Woman
She looks into the subway car like a criminal looks into their jail cell with contempt, with bitterness, with acceptance. It’s 1AM, car a quarter full, faint summer air conditioning filling the air along with her grievances. She resigns, lays back in her seat after picking some lint out of her hair sheContinue reading “Subway Woman”
Haiku 3
Sometimes, all we need is to acknowledge the love we already have. image by me in NY, NY ❤ April 3, 2016
The Human Condition
Alone in my head how did this happen again? Afraid of myself more than anyone else afraid of my mind’s tricks like the devil part of me runs, part of me nourishes. External realities versus internal dimensionality my vulnerability got me everything good and everything bad trust my mind– it is strong, then flies outContinue reading “The Human Condition”
Be
Being a human– what are we ingrained with? Are we patched up with our fears, long before we meet the spider? Are we made to go hunting for spaceships and the meaning of life? To be is the only answer, the only response, the only real question. So often we feedContinue reading “Be”
Words
If you read my words, do not simply hold them in your mouth; taste them, see if they are to your liking, and spill them out into our silly little world. February 20, 2016
Reaching Joy 