I often have said this over the years, that I’m Made of Love. One so all-encompassing I couldn’t wish harm on anyone, it’s just not something that ever springs to mind. Like my son, I am empathy on two stuttering feet, absorbing the air around me and everything in it. I radiate love outward, patience,Continue reading “Made of Love”
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Turning wood
I’ve been taken on as apprentice in a local woodshop, learning woodturning, shaping gorgeous bowls and cups and goblets from raw harvested wood. Even in the hot summer in an un-cooled garage shop in Texas this is quickly growing on me. I truly wish I didn’t have a full time job that kept me awayContinue reading “Turning wood”
Beauty and the beast
Every man’s fantasy, yes? I can most certainly see how it appeals, at first glance. There she is, a perfectly shaped little treat, not struggling, with a wry look in her eyes as she gazes with knowing power over the man who sits beside her. Submissives have all the power in Dominant/submissive relationships, after all,Continue reading “Beauty and the beast”
Re-Birthday
I woke to a glorious morning today. Thunderstorms last night washed the humidity away and left every branch and leaf I passed with glittering morsels of light. The dew hung heavier with the raindrops that didn’t fall from leaves. A gift for my re-birthday. My eyes aren’t stained with tears this morning. Three years agoContinue reading “Re-Birthday”
From “A Psalm for the Wild Built” by Becky Chambers
It is difficult for anyone born and raised in human infrastructure to truly internalize the fact that your view of the world is backward. Even if you fully know that you live in a natural world that existed before you and will continue long after, even if you know that the wilderness is the defaultContinue reading “From “A Psalm for the Wild Built” by Becky Chambers”
When did you last sleep upon the ground?
Or even sit on her, skin to skin with the planet? When did you last touch a tree, bare-handed, to marvel at the roughness? When did you last say hello to a bird? And mean it? In my readings I find fiction to be a welcome respite. I “save” books about nature for later becauseContinue reading “When did you last sleep upon the ground?”
From Deep Creek: Finding Hope in the High Country by Pam Houston
“Last semester, when I asked my class, as I do each quarter, how many of them had ever spent a night sleeping in the wilderness the answer was zero, and I realized for the first time in my teaching life I might be standing in front of a room full of students for whom theContinue reading “From Deep Creek: Finding Hope in the High Country by Pam Houston”
A hermit. No, really
I’m just realizing that I’ve been more antisocial for the past few weeks. Which isn’t a bad thing. It feels deep inside like I need to preserve the peace I have and not reach out to those I love. It infuriates me, but that’s how it is in my brain. I’ve had my son withContinue reading “A hermit. No, really”
That lovely greenbelt
Almost a month has gone by and I’m still getting to know the neighborhood and parks nearby. Walking has become somewhat routine and finally I’ve a good route mapped out on the twisting streets that takes me an hour and doesn’t force me to look at my clock constantly to see if I’ll get backContinue reading “That lovely greenbelt”
Is it heartless
In the morning I wipe the sleep from my eyes, thanking my brain for not dreaming of her. And it feels good and right that I have habits that are mine and only mine and don’t come from our time together. Even so she’s still there, when I look at my hair growing in fromContinue reading “Is it heartless”
A Burd in Flight 