Poems

I live on the world’s most hazardous volcano.

I live on the world’s most hazardous volcano in fact. This short story is about this experience. You can listen to it as a bedtime story, or just read. XO C I live on the world’s most hazardous volcano. This sounds more daring than it is. Most days, equatorial sun and warm rains grace her gentle slopes; her fertile mineral secretions double-bloom the avocado trees.

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announcing! the rose woman

the rose woman podcast begins! Hello! I’m so happy to be launching a  pod for Rosebud Woman! The. show, the rose woman, explores living liberated in a female body. I invite you into a weekly deep dive into how we can live with more freedom, impact and joy. On the show, I talks with a wide variety of experts and inspirers- from doctors to therapists,

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Transmission

Transmission  A concurrent virus spread rapidly across the planet. Its symptoms included a sudden awareness of the interconnected nature of earth as habitat, supply chain, a unified organism. Infected people became conscious of how the things we thought of as unchangeable reality were just passive buy-ins to social agreements they didn’t like much anyway. They worked in quarantine, from home—where families and lovers cared for

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Meditation for My Beloved

This 9 minute meditation for a spouse, lover, partner or beloved is being released as a Valentine’s Day gift, but it’s meant to be used any time. It’s part of a prescription thought series: meditation, invocation and affirmative incantation. It’s best done laying down, for multiple days in a row. Here is the download, it’s free, just enter your email to receive a download link:

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you this wilderness

you this wilderness the pavement steams in the summer rain you dance barefoot with the earthworms and the silt night jasmine wending on the wind you float under the Milky Way naked in a geothermal hot pond far from the nearest streetlamp your strides plunge deep into the crusted snow the cold and ice sting your cheeks alive as Orcas, slow and deliberate, arc and

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The Wild Was (Nondual Beltaine)

I got up early-ish, dawn-ish, and walked to town. There’s a little hitch in my hip, and my eyes are dry and I think about maybe getting my hearing checked and all the things about the body- maybe a doc would be a good idea. My mind wants to fix all kinds of things, but that is an outer habit. The inner is quiet. I

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Schroedinger’s Love/ Heisenberg’s Longing

You say you have fallen in love with me, but I am only dust and apparition. Uncountable tiny mirrors arranged as eyes and lips and breasts and hips. No more than an invitation to let the love that is always in you to show itself. Maybe I whisper: Come out come out wherever you are and offer a canvas- but it is all you exploding

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Slow (for #SAND2018)

Note to readers:  In this era, your attention is a valuable commodity- everyone wants it. Mostly to monetize it. It’s a radical act to choose an attentive life, a life of nuance. This was written for the Science and NonDuality (SAND) summer gathering in July of 2018, where very attentive people gather to experience and investigate beingness and the nature of reality. — SLOW The

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In my shell (said the Abalone)

In my shell (said the Abalone) “He’s such a shark.” Even the Apex predators garner only vague respect. Mostly it’s: “Such a Shrimp” “Slow as a Turtle” “Such a Crab” “Red as a Lobster” “Such a Whale” There is NO single sea creature that you can call someone and have it be considered a compliment. You know the power of the oceans, of course, but

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Defenseless

Defenseless Nature left us strangely unarmored. Smallish, jellybellied, slow. Vulnerable to any bump in the night or snake in the grass or bear in the woods. Snails without shells. Yet still: seven billion! Survival shifted from body to brain. Two hemispheres cataloguing the vast array of animal defenses. Appropriating the most fierce or the most clever. No tiger fangs so we made daggers. No rhinoceros

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Revelation/Response

This weekend we visited the deYoung for Revelations, Art from the African American South. Some of you know that I wanted to be a painter, and studied art before becoming a mama and going in another direction. This exhibit knocked me out a little. Revelations/Response In the Village of Tholonet Learning about the lines the simple lines of Cezanne and late Picasso and Modigliani and the

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And Then it All Burned.

In October, 2017, wildfires ravages Northern California, destroying 8,400 structures, and leveling the homes of family, friends and neighbors. The material, spiritual and psychological impacts of those fires are still unfolding. This piece was written the week of the fires, as the magnitude of the damage became clear. ‘…And then it all burned.’ She says over steaming mussels In a candle and cloth hideaway on

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Martha Dominadora

Martha Dominadora In my tenderness I walk down Beverly, in the city of Angels. Busses exhale on the hot cracked pavement. Yayas in flowered huipil sit in the shade, Presiding silently over their tamale queendoms, Igloo coolers nestled in their old shopping carts. This could be Mazatenango, but for the ocean breeze. On the left, four doors down, is Milagro Botanicas. Here already her scents

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On the Occasion of Doubting

On the Occasion of Doubting ——– I wake knowing nothing Shower knowing less Wash away the night Swaddle in worn toweling Stand in the casement Windows wide to the city After the storm a redolence Notes of pavement, electricity, juniper Air moves over wet skin Transfigures Becomes breath and flesh This the great radiance The grand luminosity —- August, 2017 Rue Boissy d’Anglas

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The Boys Always Knew They Were Animal

They would hock loogies and have contests to see who could hold the longest belch They would fart when it was particularly stinky they would high five each other and say “good one”! But us girls, you know We weren’t supposed to spit or burp And especially not let anyone know that we bled We learned to straighten our curls and gloss our hair Smooth

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