Free to be with the clouds
and blue skies calming hearing
the aspen leaves quaking feeling the warm sun
inviting my eyes to close my breath
to slow my dreams to float and reshape themselves
into what needs to be in this moment this instance
this experience (more…)
Drifting in and out
of the winds there is a shift between
where one can rest within the bright sun
the shadows growing long the crisp air
hanging on even with the morning sun
frost beginning to stay awhile the sun longing to stay up all night (more…)
As promised, here is my first excerpt from my newly published book, Quiet. Wisdom. Rising. I captured this photograph this past week. My family went backpacking in the Trinity Alps for a few days. We camped at Little Boulder Lake, the second night the reflection of the sunset was extra special. (more…)
I have such exciting news to share, I have worked with this collection of poems for almost a year and they have finally come together into my first book. My photographs are strung throughout the book as well giving the reader an opportunity to settle into the view before reading on.
I wrote all of these poems during the five month span that my father was struggling through his cancer journey and I was coming to grips with how to say goodbye. I must say that although the overall topic of this book is sad, there is a lot of tender love, joy and discovery within the book as well. It is a book that I am really proud to share. I am looking forward to opening the conversation around grief, fear and loss. I find the more I feel my way through those feelings, stay honest in where I am with them and allow myself to feel both sad and encouraged at the same time I can be there for myself and those who need me most in times of such sorrow and struggle.
Over the next many Friday’s I will share excerpts from my book. I have not shared most of the poems here before and I am really looking forward to doing so. Here is a link to preview the book and learn a little more about it.
I am struck by the softness within the vast
expanse of my thoughts ever changing knots
exposed with the tidal shift of summer days
and endless waves of expected bliss yet I can see
there is more I need to feel and float upon
to give into and celebrate the siege (more…)