I don’t want to think, I just want to lie hard in my bed, listening to the rolling, trembling mountains of my body that don’t say a word.

I don’t want to think, I just want to give all of myself to this lawn chair, letting...

Why It Is Essential For Women Changemakers to Know Themselves as Part of the Earth...

 Global climate change is always in the back of your mind, a distressing static of sorts. You consider yourself an environmentalist and you make good...

It is a question that just does not seem to want to go away: what does the true embodiment of rooted confidence look like for the modern woman? Not a sexy, polished sort of confidence but the kind of deeply grounded inner knowing that is unshaken...

The tide is all the way out

and the sand underneath

feels packed and rippled

with roan speckles

spread along the smooth hide of an appaloosa,

carefully combed down with the pulling,

clawing fingers of the waves.

We are standing on a vast,

...

It is finally time.

The afternoon weather considerate,

warm enough for lace wings and a life outdoors.

When they feel the liberation of open air,

a rush of adrenaline sweeps through,

an invisible lattice of electricity.

The...

The forest slipped her dry clothes in the still of the night,

waking in the morning wearing some damp, but puffed ball gown

of chartreuse.

She must of drank some spell of sky water

growing twice her size in the untrustworthy mist.

She urges me to...

We find so many ways to stay put. We think we couldn’t possibly start that exercise class because we are already so overweight. Or we couldn’t think to start teaching that poetry class because our life is not yet perfectly managed, the...

Everyday magic is upon us now.

A simple chair by a simple bush,

soaking in a cacophony of pollen rapture.

A common hedge of blooming laurel

turns into whizzing contrails of sensual vibration.

The bee’s song translated in the earth’s...

A symbol of pastoral freedom,

their shape shows up on nursery wall decals

and whimsical business cards.

We hold some fascination for these sky sailors

the way they drift and coast,

suspended by their milky parachute ships,

entrusting fragrant...