Tucked into Time

A wealth of roosters bell their red exuberance and trumpet wind music into June dawn. I’m tucked into time like...

Stepping Out of Judgment

When a human being asks for money help, let me stop and take a sideways step, out of narrow judgment....

photography by Susa Silvermarie

Our Dreamers’ Batons

Our dreamers’ batons at play, in grace; and the stories rise, and our precious lives keep unfurling. Today my baton...

Who Will We Be

Who Will We Be

Ouch, ouch, ouch. Ow, owie, ow! Until our exclamations lose their steam, until our edges know the bruising like an...