When did you lose your delight? You used to dance through the fields, Filling your lungs with sky For no purpose other than Allowing joy to surge through your limbs. When did you forget about the Beauty in being free to be you? Others opinions Now weighing you down, Dear one, within you is a never-ending treasure hunt Meant to be found. When did you forget prayer is the breath in your lungs? Like a cat splayed out in the sun, Or the earth as it longs for rain, The darkest of

Gather up all the untruths before you. Welcome all that’s been hidden, Dare to face the stories That tell you You’ve been disqualified From belonging Then Simmer, condense, alchemize, Fold it all in These wounds are becoming healing salve, For you For the world When the shame comes knocking Love will make her the mother of light. Everything you need is Already within The heart of gold you were given Quiet and listen, How do you see yourself in the eyes of God?

There’s a system, Causing women To run the rat race. Fixated on keeping a pretty face, As we fix our thighs, abs, and waists. What have you tried to contain? Maintain? Pretend that you're perfect, Is there ever an end game? We’ve bought the lie That our power lies In how desirable we are. We’ve been told Our own pleasure is scandalous But the scandal Is keeping us chained. Woman, when was the last time you really let yourself Wonder What is it you want ? (We barely know our o

Like a compass for the new year, You’ll find words that catch your heart, Depths that have yet to be understood, Hidden. Until the quiet of your stillness And months of living Reveal their meanings. They might travel for miles and miles with you, Wrapped in stories the whole year through And then you’ll see why, back then, they caught you as they did. So when you hear a word That sticks up under your ribs, tingling within, A word dripping with gravity, Pay attention. As monar

Friend, tell me about your cracked open places,⠀ Your not so shiny places.⠀ The places where you’ve been brought to your knees, ⠀ The don’t know where up is ⠀ places.⠀ ⠀ Share with me your triumphs,⠀ Your beauty and uniquely made-by-God-places.⠀ ⠀ And I’ll show you mine.⠀ ⠀ Let’s make a safe place, ⠀ Where we value our differences as they expand us,⠀ Find the humanity that unites us.⠀ ⠀ Let’s make a welcoming space.⠀ Where we build each other up, share our burdens,⠀ Draw each

I whisper to her, “I forgot about you. I’ve been disconnected, remind me how to return.” So I sat quiet and learned from her. I apologized to her. I told her I was sorry for my years of disconnect and disgust. I was sorry for comparing her to impossible standards. She was only ever trying her best to take care of me. Ever serving, ever giving, ever welcoming me home. This is my body, she is me. I will love her. Take care of her. Listen for hunger and nourish her. Respond to

Spoken word poetry at Bridgette and Will's wedding reception. 1.06.2019

Poem for my brother Jim and his wife Heather on their wedding day. 9.8.18

A raw reflection on the ways I deflect Love. Originally performed as spoken word at a yoga event called, "Wrapped in God's Love."