April 22
The moon passes her twentieth night She is mature, confident in her role, observing us as we are nestled into couches, chairs, beds for the
April 21
Your body is a confection Wrapped in a tight, shiny wrapper, to me, it glistens in the bin with all the others. It doesn’t stand
April 20
For evidence of this, spend time with trees When you question your fragile life, spend time in the forest. Be amazed by the strength, beauty
April 19
It’s night, and together we are letting go We sit close on the old, soft, raspberry couch, in its third life. We are not close
April 18
Move your arms like wings Just as in your dreams, where you can fly; transforming your motion to a weightless, soaring being, looking down at
April 17
The Muse is a little girl Tow-headed, boisterous, hands on her hips,daring meto control her, mold her in my image, to worry about heras she
April 16
What of your rushed and useful life Have you paused and taken time to do nothing? Your rushed and useful life is satisfying, yet you
April 15
And what am I doing here Sitting in the springtime chill of the ocean breeze as it ripples the water in the bay, the sun
April 14
From the stars and the pull of the moon She showed me how to discover my chart: Aquarius Sun, Libra Moon, Aries Rising. I have
April 13
I can’t talk about God and make any sense God knows I am an inconsistent friend and haven’t been in touch. I wouldn’t say that