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The winds have been wicked here. Blowing pounding rain in from the ocean. The air is cold to the bone, when you catch yourself in the constant blow of it. The house is more like a cave. The craft like a safe harbor. Something to do in the dark cold length of winter. I look … More Ferocious
Trying things differently. Mostly I keep the blog aspect of my site pretty low tempered. It doesn’t really show you too much. I’m rather private. Only allowing a little peak. Which has been my intention. Partially in pursuit of more confidence in where my inspirations are guiding. But coming clearly through my intuition now, is … More The Power
I conjure some deep and potent medicine, as the full moon rises through the back of the yard. Coyotes howl, owls who. I stare at la Luna fiercely into her crevices. Noticing every crater, every shift of shadow, she becomes so vibrant she seems unreal, like a tv picture. As the smoke curls around my … More Owl Wings
Everywhere that I go, I write. Tonight beneath the full moon, I felt the burn of my fire. It grew from my groin and rose through the sky. Together we will break through this global suppression. Get to the heart of it. And eradicate the suffering, by looking into the source of our depressions. The … More Blanketed in Stars
The rain winds down the windows. The clouds hang muggy and gray. I am grateful, because it washes me away. Clearing all the sounds of repetition that have been triggering my mind, to dance off on worry, to tangle in a furry upon miseries, like webs. Caught and glued with fear. Nothing seems like what … More Disconnecting
Sometimes my heart beats with sadness. It screams and wails, and I don’t always understand why. “What’s been laid before us,” I call out. “Grandmother, show me your ways, so that I can begin to understand our history, and what creates these thoughts and feelings.” It’s hard to hear through the blockages in my heart, … More Clear the Heart
Evoked upon the dark moon. As scorpions crawl at my feet. Naked on honey suckle sweetness, I can finally see your beauty. Audacity rebelling against acculturation. Sexuality dripping like nectar, roaring with lively bliss; you were born to scorch archetypes– appearing from the abyss. A cry of shame rings out from my rib cage. Fear … More Kali Ma
Copper Waves, dulled light, cool winds, dense fog upon the horizon. Crows claws, click upon the metal “No Parking” sign. The wind blows at her neck feathers. She picks up her claws, While spanning her wings, Off she soars, upon a breeze. Cawing in the distance. The ocean dark, and churning. As if preparing for … More Santa Cruz Local
My stomach growls for H2O. I search for the perfect posture. Barring down outside, as the day creeps over the mountain. I think of womanhood, What it means to be, And where we find ourselves at this moment in time. Grandmother, mother, sister, daughter All together walking. A path to freedom, To equality, To justice. … More The Sun Warms My Body
Lilac Laced Love 