I have a complicated relationship with sleep. I ‘suspect others do too.
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My daughter birthing her first baby, herself as a mother, and me as a grandmother.
This was written soon after my grandson’s birth. Have you ever had so much joy suddenly come into your life that you were afraid to hold it?
Unexpected connection to Moon
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Summertime 2009. This poem was written in a different time. My heart hurts at the enormity of ongoing greed, duplicity, violence, and hate, which has been revealed and multiplied since then. Take some sustenance from simple pleasures and connections recounted in this poem. They still exist in our country. They will help our hearts. They will help us stay juicy for the long task of freeing our nation and our people from deliberate enslavement.
Change and joys of aging.
Press play to listen to audio of me reading PLEASURES OF THE FLESH… and scroll down to see the whole poem.
Confession: when I am sad or dealing with intense inner work or big house breakages (no hot water, no water, no internet etc.) washing dishes is the first to go. So this poem is helping me get a new relationship to make it more fun and actually nourishing.
An unexpected oneness with trees.
A groggy mind can take you into different experiences.