onset

sometimes the beginning of my moontime feels like a deep, long sigh.

infinite possibilities

{title track}

dipped in ancient well water, my senses flooded with goddess energy...

i have no idea how to finish that. but it's how i feel.

lately, many thoughts come in those sorts of bursts--incomplete but potent flares of feeling.

over the last few days, i have relived many moments. some joyous, some traumatic, all illuminating.  i have come a long way, and i see a long road in front of me.  i am not daunted by it.  rather, i am encouraged and inspired by the possibilities that await me. 

i hope to travel that road under a sky as beautiful as the one i saw this evening: wisps of peach-yellow clouds floating above a strip of blue sky, giving off just enough light to outline an impossibly thick bottom layer of mountainous, steel gray clouds.

you must be able to walk across clouds like that. you simply must.

in this moment

i am...

open
soft
trusting
full
learning
empty
loving
firm
knowing
healing/healed

accepting
growing
expanding
evolving

moving beyond...

epiphany #28499

the imperfect can be perfect.

contradictions can coexist & help each other thrive.

there is grace in wanton abandon and stoic control.

loving pulls it all together.


{word to mama audre}

seasonal

for now, i feel open...like a screen door. air flows in and out at will, refreshing everything.

but a chill is slowly creeping in.  eventually i'll have to close the door, maybe build a fire or make a cup of tea to keep warm.

once i do, i'm wondering who i will want to stay inside with, weaving a double cocoon until spring reemerges...

switch

if i didn't know any better
i'd worship at your feet
the way you once did at mine.

99 problems...

but an idea ain't one.

dilemma

you have returned,
bearing joy
lust
shame
and freedom

in equal measure.

maker

you have always been
the first.

opening
stretching
guiding
me...

versed in the art of seduction
offering the first taste of bliss,
you slipped in and out of darkness
bearing just enough light
for me to see my hands
in front of my face
and your hands
all over me

but never enough
to find my way out--
until you were ready.

this time
i am protected,
shuttered behind fences
you did not build
and cannot break.

i hear the warnings,
know the signs.

but...
can i deny you
when you know
the heat in my blood
and the sweetness in my tears?

workshop

playing with some words...

while checking in on tumblr...
and deleting all gchats consisting of 10 lines or less...
and singing luther vandross songs...
and thinking about life...
and feeling like i need to pray...
and reviewing last night's dreams...

this is how my mind works.

ooohhh weee!

oh yes indeed.

fresh

new visions/dreams taking shape...

you can't stop my go...