It can be difficult to hear the core– the wisest– voice speaking from within us these days. There's so much disconnection, fear, distraction, mistrust, cruelty, violence, needless suffering and death, anger, exhaustion, outrage, and despair—in the human world anyway. How did we ever believe that we humans
This new poem Where do I go? stretches time. Co-creates with you some time for getting a bit off track, a bit lost. For any practical folks out there, that means that it might enjoy being read or spoken aloud across three chunks of time, such as one part
This is a five-day poem. Read one part each day for four days. Don't think about it, worry about it, or try to glean or learn anything at all. Poetry is joy and joy is enough. Let your body swim with the space and language like float-
I'm taking a class right now called The Artist Must Take Sides: Culture & The Moment Past, Present & Future, hosted by The People's Forum in New York City. It's Tuesdays, 3:30-5:30 PST, through the end of May 2026. I highly
I read recently that one of the truly opposite experiences from cynicism is the experience of wonder. But wonder isn't just the opposite: wonder subsumes cynicism. Chomp, chomp, chomp– wonder can eat cynicism, when you let wonder in. That's been my own experience of wonder. Allowing
1. Here in the forest and heart of crumbling empire we’re watching a new season of Father Brown on BBC. Well, “watching” is an overstatement. I love having gentle mystery on somewhere in the background in winter and early spring. BBC mysteries my too-lazy-to-look-for-actual-
This is a story about which beliefs we keep, which we don't even notice, and which we can only fully let go of together. If you can't trust gentle empathic women who occasionally swear in ways that would make sailors blush, this story may not be
What's rising as patriarchy melts away? It's not matriarchy, exactly. Because matriarchy never left. She's already here... Some days, we sing with community or we create and exchange what we create, or we write in community to heal. Some days we have tea, supper,
This overview refresher is for people like me in the U.S. who haven't had to live knowing every detail of these rights every day– to save our lives and our families' lives daily– and so across our busy lives the fine details of our constitution-protected
Happy Lunar New Year and happy Fat Tuesday! Through watching the Winter Olympics and reading about the ongoing horrors of the world– from ongoing genocide in Gaza to revolution in Iran to ICE terrorizing and killing Americans and our guests here and making everyone far less safe to zero accountability
I've been surprised almost daily by how much Mom is still with us, here, seven weeks after her death. The men who tell us that our kindest, most generous and sassy ancestors leave us behind are wrong. Wow are they wrong. I almost wrote, "Dead wrong,"
This post is for anyone feeling heartbroken right now, for any reason. The Blessing: May we speak the heartbreak of now together May we allow the speaking of our heartbreak to be our offering to the world now. When we're so heartbroken that we feel stagnant, stuck, tight,