Roaring twenties

2021 is off to a roarin' start. In the midst of writing my representatives (again and
Ricardo Levins Morales

again) about impeaching the lunatic resident in the White House, I've been appreciating the delicious ease between deep breaths, 
crafting love notes with wax seals, and planning more shared mindfulness opportunities, all with the intention of creating more heartfulness within myself and around me. 

As we await our covid vaccine turn, I pray that my daughter focuses on the gifts of the pandemic, not on all that sometimes feels lost. 

May she remember . . .

  • lazy summer days in the garden tub
  • s'mores, hotdogs, and chicken on sticks around the firepit
  • zooms with family and friends -- just like the Jetsons!
  • treks to the top of the mountain for our healing dose of riverside air 
  • calamari and pizza runs after our weekend morning hikes to support our local restaurants
  • holiday celebrations eating ice cream for breakfast
  • fireside movie viewing 
  • lunchtime breaks from online school exploring around the creek's bend
  • afternoon playdates writing scripts and composing songs with her best pal
  • nighttime kitchen dance routines
When the Universe forces us to strip down to what we feel like we can control, all we have to offer to each other is our dulcet Spirit.  


Thank you, Covid

As the holidays approach, I find myself even more reflective than I've ever been these past nine months struggling to live optimistically in the midst of covid. Moments of ridiculous laughter followed by a welcome release of tears while facetiming with my cousin in California . . . just because . . . as we continue to persevere and build resilience. Thank you, Covid, for giving us a reason to love harder. May this season of hibernation root you deeply as we round the corner to a new year of resetting, restoring and retooling. Ongoing fierce love & wellness . . . 

i see my reflection in their eyes
my daughter's
my partner's 
and i am devotedly imperfect
like the cheeseburger rice with broccoli
topped with kimchi
i cheffed up for wednesday night's dinner
in the midst of a pandemic
we drag perfectly imperfect
everyday a poem to breathe


Wild remedy

my rake scrapes along the sidewalk
my ears crumple in the unpleasantness
cemented in my own madness
thirsty for a dose of Spirit medicine
we forage the leaves
forage the leaves in pleasant contemplation

may the world be filled with loving kindness
may the world be well
may the world be peaceful and at ease
may the world be happy

my body hankers wildly for simple silence
forage the leaves
forage the leaves