Gratitude lists have always been difficult for me. Not because I don’t feel gratitude for many things, but because they don’t always convey the BIG picture. The big picture is that we can be grateful for the good moments and the challenging moments. Looking at how our moments have transformed us cultivates a deeper appreciation and more clarity. That is something for which I am […]
Radical discontinuity. Disruption. Drastic change. They all pull us from our unconscious daily grind, into awareness. Interruptions make us look up from our mindless meandering. They make us notice. Disruption becomes a tool for awakening.
These trees speak to me and call me by name. They are my medicine. My church. Among the trees, I commune with the Divine.
Nature is a Healer. It is our birthright to follow the medicine that calls to your soul.
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39 things I’m grateful for on my 39th birthday Because gratitude is a message to the universe that we are ready accept, expand, live. 1. A partner who loves me, mind, body, and spirit. 2. A daughter who has taught me more about joy, beauty, goodness, and truth than other person on earth. 3. Protection from God’s angels. 4. Poetry. Not just poems, not just words. […]
I read these poems over and over as my two-year-old daughter jumps on my back, bouncing – riding me like a horse. I can feel the absurdity of trying to read poetry as she nays behind me and sprinkles fairy dust on my head. Then I finally give in when she pulls at my hair and I’ve had enough and I turn to look at […]
Where I live in the Midwestern U.S., there is a real struggle happening between the remnants of the last frost and the insistence of spring. Even while there is still snow on the ground in some places, the grass is bright green in other areas. I can feel the trees vibrating as the first buds start to emerge from their branches. I was searching for […]
After a particularly restful visit to the woods of northern Wisconsin, I was sitting in the passenger seat of our car as my partner drove us home. I dozed off watching open fields of wheat interrupted by lush pines, rocky shorelines and old Indian lands. In my half-sleep half-dreaming state, I heard my name. “Iris.” I opened my eyes and looked at my partner. It wasn’t […]
I grew up listening to my mother singing and reciting poetry about God and her homeland. They were stories about farmers and shoe-makers, about dictators and lovers’ serenades. Those stories stayed with me. From a young age, I’ve been collecting stories from writing workshops, theater classes, church pews and my neighborhood playground. I started the first theater group in my inner-city high school and launched […]
Poetry is my answer when I need space to breath. Poetry and nature. I got a little of both when I headed out to the woods with my family this summer. I had all the space I needed as I headed way out into the woods where I almost got lost with my 2.5 year old daughter. I was planning to swing on a hammock for several days, go […]