Nine. Thirty.

1. He asked, “why did they have to go?” I still cry & I don’t know.

2. My voice has power.

3. I value mystery more than connection. Where does this leave me?

4.  She haunts me.

5.  I am having a hard time being here.

6. Candy corn scarve. Tis the season.

7. So, what do you say?

8. I’m a rebel just for kicks. Feel it Still by Portugal. The Man.

 9. Thirty days of writing nine noticings has been revealing, and now on to another thing…

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Clean Slate

clean slate

Let it be

this lust for life, all our

pride and joy.


Explore the power of your

black & white

and the ever-softness and

sensuality of grey.

Find your balance,

your life of paradox and grit of in-between.

Unleash the magic as beauty is amplified


explore your bit of serene.

This is the moment…

Where is your wild devotion?

What is your own quiet revolution?

Always by your side, Darling.




communing with you


pink flower

When was the last time

You talked with yourself?

Asked the hard questions,

Sat in the silence

& your heart truly felt.

When was the last time

You took yourself on a date?

Listened to your soul’s whispers

Over a slice of decadent cake

& whispered sweet nothings to your own lips.

When was the last time

you just held your body?

You heard your heart beat,

You felt lungs breathe

You noticed your center squeeze.

When was the last time

You were for you?

Cheered yourself on when the tough times were being gone through

Gave yourself a hug & a kiss just because you skin asked for it

Looked deep into your own eyes for the answers you sought

When was the last time

You truly believed?

You are worth everything you desire

Worth fighting,

Trying for

Loving more.

When, sweet friend.


If not now


A Proposition

He & she both seeking the solace of another

soon to realize, the one they are needing to discover is actually each other

Finding the two at a hotel bar for a drink,

both sipping slowly and deep into think

He looking dangerous in a black suit and white shirt

eyes somber and not at all wanting to flirt

she looking ravishing with her hair done up high

a little black dress ending just at mid thigh

he stalks towards her space, when glances catch

she seems momentarily surprised

then lifts her drink and laughs into his dark eyes

“not able to find what you wanted & needed this evening?” she inquires

He responds deep and disappointed, “not at all, too many pretty little liars.

his voice descends to a dark whisper,

lips close enough to kiss her,

his index finger tilts her chin to guide her eyes upward to his own

“No more sexy banter and innuendo, my Queen.

Surrender all of you,

to me.”


Let Your Beauty & Joy Lead


Now is the time to…

look beyond the earthly to behold the divine

seek out the beauty in the ordinary

dance in the sky

breathe in the clouds

twirl the cosmos between fingertips

And to These. 

intentional time with the Divine

sipping hot things with steam against skin

relishing the sound of voice spoken in deep connection

lighting a candle and meditation to the flickering flame

Everyday celebrations.


Do not ask your children to strive for extraordinary lives. Such striving may seem admirable, but it is the way of foolishness. Help them instead to find the wonder and the marvel of an ordinary life. Show them the joy of tasting tomatoes, apples and pears. Show them how to cry when pets and people die. Show them the infinite pleasure in the touch of a hand. And make the ordinary come alive for them. The extraordinary will take care of itself. ― William Martin, The Parent’s Tao Te Ching: Ancient Advice for Modern Parents

I choose to “make the ordinary come alive” for me. And them.

The choice is always ours…

How will you let beauty be your guide today?

Longing to Hear…


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Listen Well, Dear One

you are enough

you hurt. I know. life hurts. the challenges are painful and there is struggle.

you strive and reach and try and trip. all will be well.

you are a blessing. you have worth, even when you fail.

your eyes are filled with tears. you are still beautiful.

always beautiful.

people hurt you, so deeply. it’s because you care and because your heart is big and pure and true. Keep being open. You are amazing for just being you.

maybe. just a thought. you need to focus on you. the love for you is the most important thing you can nurture. don’t worry. it will overflow into others. they get the overflow.

YOU matter. I am so proud of you. you make me smile.

please keep up the hope. and the love.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

You are the finest,

loveliest, tenderest, 

and most beautiful

person I have ever known-

and even that 

is an understatement. -F. Scott Fitzgerald

What do you long to hear?