My long weekend

Nice and quiet. My dog is asleep on my feet. Chris did manly man things around the house today. Fixed stuff with stuff and killed ants and cleaned out the car. I like hearing the sounds of manly man doing busy things. Makes me feel warm and taken care of. How funny!...

our love from old

You are the explosion of carnations in a dark room Or the unexpected scent of pine miles from Maine. You are a full moon that gives midnight its meaning. And the explanation of water For all living things. You are a compass, a sapphire, a bokmark. A rare coin, a...
spirit kiss

spirit kiss

Ever since our little boy Charlie came to us and began sleeping in our room i have had… spirit kisses. Each night, as I am wafting off to sleep, in that space between awake and slumber, I hear the patter of feet on the bed, a wet kiss of a nose on my face, a...
Perfectionists Non~Anonymous

Perfectionists Non~Anonymous

Beach steps, July 2004, by Chris Realised over the past few days how much I unfairly beat myself up over the little things. It took me an exam and the reflection of myself in a friend to see this. I got my marks back for my economic history mid semester exam – a...

The Art of Becoming Yourself

The truth is we all ache. We all have growing pains and wonder if we are okay and enough and loved. The thing is – we are. Really. Without the silver shoes and leopard print sheets. We are enough without all the things we buy to make us much more than we are or...
words

words

Me at the kitchen window. Looking in, looking out. Stillness within one individual can affect society beyond measure. – Bede Griffiths ~~~ To live lightheartedly but not recklessly; to be gay without being boisterous; to be courageous without being bold; to show...