The Spirit of Palm Beach

I’ve been tempted to judge myself as desperate and needy, indulging Mills and Boonesque fantasies of a romance with the ghost of a troubled surfer-boy from Palm Beach.

BLOODLETTING

To my relief

she listened

And I dropped in..

Past the anger

Past the anguish 

Down, down, down

To the grief.

To the very bloodroot of things.

Primal Scream

“I am more awake than I have ever been… yet reeling from the dream.”

Deep Defiance

Originally posted on Joyous Woman! with Sukhvinder Sircar:
She’s redefining Deep Defiance. It comes from her roots going deep into the earth. There are too many happenings in her world wanting to break her down. Her rootedness makes her unshakable. That is defiance enough. It does not necessarily show up as a fist in the…

Freedom or Bust?

It’s as if I can taste how things can be… an essential, connected beingness… there is no real ‘discrepancy’ ‘out there’ … and the moment I get my hands and feet in the soil… I laugh about everything my mind takes issue with…. or gets caught up in for its own self-serving gratification. We get…