Evolution

Sitting on the precipice of loss and change, unsure of what comes next, the end game still in sight but blurred around the edges by preconception. Sometimes hanging on for just one more moment at a time, Because a day, an hour, a minute is too long to comprehend the whirlwind of emotions, anticipation, and….

The Hole in the Wall

I’ve spent my life needing, crying out, to be seen… I didn’t realize that I was the one hiding until I opened the window and watched the world fly by me. Wondering why I had been holding myself back. So I swept out the cobwebs of my mind and invited the skeletons in my closet…

Ineffable

When we connected, I could see all that I hold precious in life reflected in your eyes. The ineffable waves that wash over our souls through lifes challenges, the tenderness that fuels the drive to keep moving forward, sometimes slogging, sometimes forging new roads. The depths of a childs wonder that couldn’t be erased by…

Transgender Day of Visibility: A Non-Binary perspective

Today is Transgender Day of Visibility (TDoV). Two years ago, I posted about my own identity on this blog and a few other sites. While scrolling through my social media today, a friend of mine who is non-binary had posted their own definition of how non-binary identity shows up in their life and invited others…

Sitting with an old friend

I sat with someone yesterday lost in the fresh pain of grief I can’t begin to know the depth of their grief or their particular circumstances but I know my own, for I have lived with grief longer than I’ve lived with love Grief has become a reluctant friend of mine following me ever present,…

Connections

I cannot be everything that you love about me if I cannot fully be myself. My courage and tenacity, creativity and vulnerability, and all the other parts, cannot exist without the messiness, the fear, the pain, or the doubt. For my love has been buried beneath these, and it does not feel safe to come…

Self Compassion: A New Expressive Arts Piece

What I know about growth is that it takes the time it takes. We can’t force it. We can’t jump ahead in the line. We have to start where we are, with acceptance that we don’t know whatever it is that we don’t know yet. And when we know better, we do better. It really…

Teachers

September always brings a sense of nostalgia and deja vu for me. Something about the intersections of new beginnings and letting go. This is the first year in many that it doesn’t mean back to school for me… but I have a lot of friends who are teacher, was raised by a teacher, and with…