Child’s pose

There's a hum in my head compelling surging me forward zzzt   zzzt   zzzt like the neon sign of an all-night diner. It's become my rhythm fraying my nerves false beat. This is not rhythm. This is noise.   Feeling for my rhythm beyond the hum perhaps beneath it. It has to be there flow not … Continue reading Child’s pose

Too much

We are overly concerned with quantity. How much we own. How much we get to say. How many friends. How much we earn. How much we create. How much we contribute. How much we are recognized. Collecting teachings and practices, crystals and clothing, furnishings and Facebook friends.   But how is the quality? The quality … Continue reading Too much

From water to air

I feel like I’m between Scorpio and Libra Water and air the dark, moist underworld and the wide open sky My chest is tight tears fall on my thighs just yesterday I thought I could fly today, another part of me dies I assumed I was done finished with water with wading through emotions and … Continue reading From water to air