of self love, vulnerability, and of course, donkeys
It's just before 5am; I know this because I've been laying awake for hours wishing that sleep would take me, but she hasn't. Somewhere in the distance, a dog barks which stirs the nerves of our new pup. A fussing rustling comes from the large dog crate at the end of the bed and awake... Continue Reading →
I had a dream last night that present-day-me somehow (as a spirit? a thought? a memory but also premonition?) was able to supernaturally visit myself as a 10-year-old. I appeared at a gathering with my mom's extended family at my grandparent's bay house in Galveston: a get together I vaguely remember. 10-year-old me was in... Continue Reading →
It’s late. I’m not sure of the time, but it’s been night for a while---long enough for the dark to feel damp and for the scattered clouds to have a purple tint. In my jammies and boots without socks, I’m walking through the wet grass out to the barn where Bunny, Tee, and Baby Bodhi... Continue Reading →
I'm standing on the back patio, cool wind brushing over my skin. It's rare to feel an April chill down here in Texas and yet, here I am wishing I'd worn a light jacket. Above me, a green basket hangs with bright, pink impatiens spilling over the edges of it; sprinkles of shedded pedals flickering... Continue Reading →
There’s a place in the world Where fairies exist. They perch on yellow petals Watching pollen float delicately Around them like floating, golden halos. There’s a place in the world Where magnets are stronger. Pebbles and rocks roll together into Flower-like shapes and brilliant, infinite stars With a million, trillion points in a million, trillion... Continue Reading →
A Donkumentary 