I am home. I am birds. I am exist. Xeminawo

As I gently entered the world as I knew it, I found myself trembling, still not managing quit enough to find that inner peace within as I found on that palace. Small glimpses here and there if I sit in complete silence, lay in the arms of the warmth of…

Are you reaching for me in the shadows? Are you bringing me out? Am I worthy? Invaluable? Out of touch? Body? Can you undepress me? Make me long? And shadow short? Is this journey over? Or are we still searching for the beginning? Do you have time to come out…

I remember fingers in my hair, silly boy.   I remember grief, sadness and fear.   I remember anger being replaced with humility, after one kind gesture.   I remember the importance of curiosity, for new stories, and the learning of new things.   I remember the importance of tending…

Misty mornings and clear sky nights. Stargazer’s dream of palazzo built to enjoy the changes of skylights. Up and down of stairs of marble stone, silently movements of joy and connection to moment – and lives lived in past whispering of fun and sorrow popping slightly on my skin as…

The initiation with the Sisters Hope was  the homecoming, the deep celestial memory, the confirmation of the path. Nothing is the same now. The skin has mutated, the eyes have returned to the heart. My research was and always has been connected to this poetic reality. Immense channeling, efficient research.…

Living is to feel Living is to be Living is to change Living is to love until you are set free.

I will not miss the marble that hurt my calves and buttocks I will miss the marble that laughs like a river down the broad stairs   /thelight

there is stone distraction and air breath, split into infinity   we can change life words to I like safe lost and wild and in the magnet seasons we will place sun fingers on our union   the earth sins in a black ball water smiling like a cat with death…

it is still not an exit; it is an entrance. Birds turn to bone, bone to marble, marble to stone. Decomposing – grain by grain. i envy this bend of time i finally died, and the world started living We break down towers with empty hands, trembling and in love…