~rainbow mondays~ smolder

“How many fears came between us?

Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hell

rained smoldering pus

from skies made of winged death.

Horror tore this world asunder.

While inside the bleeding smoke

and beyond the shredded weeping flesh

. . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ smolder

~rainbow mondays~ nourish

~rainbow mondays~

a splash of color on monday morning

a photo study documenting the colors of the . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ nourish

educational priorities ~ a mamafesto ~ 2020 remix

As mama of a young man, I see it as one of my most important roles in his learning to make sure he is aware and competent around the concept of consent. By honoring Quinn’s integrity, boundaries, and self-direction in his learning, I am modeling consent. . . . → Read More: educational priorities ~ a mamafesto ~ 2020 remix

~thankful thursday~ exponential

Quintessence has such a nice ring to it, and feels hopeful to me, the idea of a fifth dynamic fundamental force, an unknown mystery exerting itself in the cosmos whose impact on the speed of the expansion of the universe is an open question. Open questions in physics feel like hope, like that little thing with feathers can fly into the opening. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ exponential

~thankful thursday~ fall crops and late bloomers

Today I participated in another of my favorite mindfulness practices, one concerning impermanence, like sand painting but with squashes, already scattered and but a memory. Tomorrow I will fill the slow cooker with leek and potato, celeriac and parsley root, and some imaginal cells to remind me that next summer will unfurl its colorful wings in time. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ fall crops and late bloomers

~thankful thursday~ shadows and butterflies

It may take more years of this practice before I can truly feel thankful for darkness, or the meltdown it initiates in me. Simmering in my slow cooker today, I’m grateful for memories of summer, excellent walks with my husband, and butterflies. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ shadows and butterflies

~rainbow mondays~ spiral heart tunnels

why i love spring: metaphors for rebirth literally growing on trees; the mascot for lightness of being zooming past my head each time i walk out my door; the spiraling of life curling outward into the light; and oh, the light!

rainbow flash!

perhaps inspired by spring, my husband and i are . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ spiral heart tunnels

slope stabilization

how does one establish a relationship that is built to last, what with all the ephemerality of the world? the passing of days into memory or forgetting, the hurts and slights that have the potential to erode at what originally connected two people, the quirks and morning breath and neglected leg stubble that could garner . . . → Read More: slope stabilization

~rainbow mondays~ finding the color

colorless: right around this time of year, things start to feel about like this for me: washed out gray birds in a gray sky flying south without me. my rainbow practice becomes increasingly important for me to strive to do, so i can remember there is actually still a lot of color in the . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ finding the color

~rainbow mondays~ goldenrod, periwinkle, red violet, the whole crayon box a.k.a. mama’s new york rainbow

red: so many apples…

red: hard to choose! this one is named chenango strawberry.

red: numbered apples awaiting grammy’s careful identification process.

red: view of the barn through the apple trees

red: all the colors were accented with goldenrod this trip.

red: red hot, that is. this amazing . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ goldenrod, periwinkle, red violet, the whole crayon box a.k.a. mama’s new york rainbow