Energy Work

When the energy rises to my throat, I am met with fear.  I’m surprised to discover it.  It’s like that sometimes, the emotion lurking somewhere in my body, hesitant to make itself known.  I can’t blame it; I used to be in the habit of rejecting what I felt automatically.  My body doesn’t yet know… Continue reading Energy Work

What Falls in the Forest

My love when I die Leave this body in the forest At the feet of one who can measure My life in thickness of rings You’ll know her when you meet her Towering mother of centuries Raising arms to heaven even As she reaches deep into the dark Give this body to her and the… Continue reading What Falls in the Forest

Star Child

At the time I could not comprehend– And would not until after the end– The wisdom of the choice you made: The way you left, the way you came. I’d been daily drinking from the well Of my lonely nihilistic hell, And I don’t know if I’d have ever seen That there are other ways… Continue reading Star Child

Soul Retrieval

There’s a moment in your bathroom when I feel myself become him, without even trying.  I’m standing facing you, feasting my eyes on you, giggling with the kind of unbridled joy I have rarely experienced but which seems to be increasingly present in my life now, when I feel my shoulders broaden, my hips narrow,… Continue reading Soul Retrieval

Trust

You must be what we used to call a changeling; Something otherworldly in your eyes, In your aura, in your aimless mischief, Opening the doorway to what was once A long-ago way of being “me” So that inner fairy child comes through effortlessly To play with you.  This is who you are to me, and… Continue reading Trust

A Place in the Forest, Part 12

A tree had fallen across the brook, partially damming it.  The pool into which the waterfall fed had swollen, creeping silver up the sides of the rock, washing the spongy moss which now unfurled like emerald green silk in the gentle current, the hair of mermaids.  Mava sat on the broad, smooth tree trunk with… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part 12

A Place in the Forest, Part XI

“I think I knew,” Ivan said slowly. “Back then I mean.  I knew but I didn’t want to know.” “When we showed you Pey,” Mava replied knowingly, then added with a hint of reproach, “You didn’t like it.” The two of them were sitting a little way downstream from the clearing, beyond the fern grove,… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part XI