who does this outside pressure come from? who is it that tells you that you somehow fall short? who tells you that you need to fit in? even though sometimes it seems that the space was meant for square blocks and you’re a round peg the message you get is not accurate even if it…
Tag: poetry
a song for returning
we are coming back coming back into ourselves remembering the past remembering who we used to be we are remembering how to walk softly treading the earth with care with every step there is a chance to shift deeper into the ground we walk upon we are coming back to understanding where we are from…
power of two
power of two two hands two feet two legs two that join power of one that persuades another power of one that joins to form two power of unison power of two that know no bounds power of the two that find strength power of two power of two who do twice as much power…
small things
small changes make big differences small things like remembering to breathe deeply to smile to say hi to the people around you to make people laugh to share share food share time share thoughts to make plans to brighten someone’s day to acknowledge where you’re having trouble to know yourself to try something new to…
dedicated to practice
to showing up to moving forward despite injuries or illness to discovering something deep within hidden potential pure will to never saying no to never quitting to not believing that the odds are stacked against you to betting on yourself to incessant curiosity creativity to the space to experiment to experience to wonder to waiting…
one request
when the moon comes out tonight i ask for stories for songs for the kind that heals and because they are needed i ask for moments of recognition of hope and inspiration where we remember our power to change to transform to grow to shift to nurture and we remember that deep underneath everything there…
long shadows by the yellow flowers
drive down the highway into light on the horizon casts a long shadow purple at the edges dust picks up from hills and the scent of the trees in the window when you drive never alone only solitary in thought for a moment before landscape beautiful and haunting at the same time wind is you…
skipping stones
skipping stones across the pond and we try to get as many jumps as we can 2 3 5 8 10 at a certain point it looks as if the stone is just skidding across the water light at an angle low and a permeating orangy blue hangs in the air we make ripples and…
and when that song comes on
sound machine radiating music out to the world straight to the bottom of the ocean creates this ripple effect you can see it move in slow motion or backwards never know where you’re going but it’s bouncy it bends and tests your balance as the bass goes down and when you find the right note…
growing pains
sometimes i think that when i tirn corners in my life when i turn and drift into the curve and suddenly you are neither here nor there you are you are in between and in this space nausea discomfort a feeling of faint but i’m still standing remembering that what is painful is real and…
The Dynamics of Groove 