Moon Rose

(I want to grow in you and you in me) “She lives in the deep oak forest, in the holy moon cave; from here she protects and heals all life. Diana, the wild primordial woman, soul of the forest, she is the hunter. She is the darkness. She is the savage. She is the deep moon seat of the Earth. She is queen of the witches.” . I bathed and…


I sense a rite in running,  rhythmical pounding along the lines that skirt the town following the fields, the signs that say leaving the aching of my lungs swallowed by the great open heavens.   Growth is in the soil.  We spring into life. Activated, confident. Feeling the wriggle and pull of new desires.     To playfully, sensitively and intelligently cross lines, and empower others to do the same.  To…

The Ocean of Forking Paths

                      the (w)Hole  

New Moon

As you move through these changing times… be easy on yourself and be easy on one another. You are at the beginning of something new. You are learning a new way of being. You will find that you are working less in the yang modes that you are used to. You will stop working so hard at getting from point A to point B the way you have in the…

To the partial outsider

To Flow from The Mouse

Inhale . . . . . . . . . . . . Exhale . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. .  .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . . Inhale . . . . . . . . . . . . ….

To Flow from Rose

Absence:   A revolution in the brew As we engage in   Near distance Far closeness   And reversed   Exploring how to touch and be touched without touch; A warmth not settling in(to) flesh A vibration; an energy, seeking to be expressed Still fully charged   I am carrying you with me, and you me; on me/you – as we go   -R

To Flow from the spreading fire

INTERPLAY    (i) For Flow – to read aloud   D istance   between  between   between between   between between   vibrating beating tissues our constellation long and taut across impossible spinning measures. Cotton-mouthed thick-grey turning pink red gold I lean dangerous give myself to the plane drink your heat through pursed lips fingertip tongue  buds toe fine lines between teeth    drawing you in pushing myself out.   …

The helping hand

Try to ask your hand how it feels holding something you know very well.  Is there anything particular that comes to your mind?  The door knob? Sliding your hand through the grass in summer?  Think about all the things you have held and let go of.  Think of the pain and pleasure your hands have inflicted.  Have you ever held a gun? Have you pulled the trigger? How did that…

To Flow from The Goddess