Monthly Archives: March 2014

Oh hell.

When I die and IF there is a hell it will be this: Constant weeding and pruning.  Weeds that pop up overnight, where there is no soil, or water, or sun. And give me the wrong tool for the job, … Continue reading

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Good Enough.

It has taken me 4 grown children to realize I grew up alongside them.  My fear has always been that I was not adequately equipped to parent.  I may have naively assumed my husband and partner would close that gap, … Continue reading

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What’s that you say? You love it? You love me? You’d love to……

In moments of pure ecstasy, we blurt the words out. “God, I love that painting!” “I loooove your shoes!” “I would love to go to Greece.” “Thank you, I would love a glass of wine.” How does your heart, the … Continue reading

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Happy St Paddy’s Day . I am no longer Irish.

23 and me tells% me that I am half Japanese (50%) and Northern European/British(49%) This year I will turn 50, up until I took this test, I identified with being Irish via my adoptive father.  Being a Late Discovery Adoptee … Continue reading

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Words for Howard

words  worn pinned to my sweater like feathersguardians for the being I amwords to clarify the chaos we see,the anguish the earth heaves into the night look for clarity along the sky’s hazecare for the thread, ethereal as it may … Continue reading

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What to wear

She wears the years across her width of her face, furrows marked by her ancestor’s sins. The bend of an ancient knuckle on hands that hold, churn… that caress and reach silently into the night for tender touch. She smooths … Continue reading

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Water Ghost

Water inside my house, water raining through floors, pouring out window sills. No permission granted, no forms filled out. Water that flows where it chooses. Into my night dreams, along the edges of my fears. Water that brings comfort. Water … Continue reading

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