pain au chocolat

I was stretched out on the table, slow deep breaths, and Wally was talking to my knee (and to all of me) with his hands, with warmth, steady gentleness and unfathomable kindness, as is his way, and I was talking to my knee with my heart. My heart and I asked the...

Chicken 341: like a mermaid

A look at the good and the hard in my week, a ritual of reflecting. It is Friday and we are here. {a breath for Friday.} What worked this week? Beautiful containers. And permission to care about this! I was talking with a friend about lip color, and the many mysteries...

The Red Box Clues.

What’s in a red box? I have been busy emptying and releasing, letting go of [a wide variety of things], and part of that has involved unpacking three red boxes I hadn’t wanted to look at. These boxes are full of things I’ve written. Though, really,...
The Fluent Self