The Wait for Mourning
My grandmother, the woman I cherish more than any other, the one who took my wounded toddler heart and gave it a reason to keep beating... she's slipping away from this world. . . . I went searching...
View ArticleConstant
I wrote this poem for my husband for Valentine's Day. Don't worry... nothing sugary or uncomfortable. I wanted to do something special for him for staying steady by my side all through this pass year...
View ArticleFor My Sisters
This poem began writing itself in my head around 3:00 this morning. I tried in vain to go back to sleep. Finally, I got up and put pencil to paper. Here's what came out. This poem is dedicated to my...
View ArticleModeling Empathy
Empathy levels are declining, and low empathy is associated with criminal behavior, violence, sexual offenses, aggression, and anti-social behaviors. Can we halt this trend toward empathy-lack? I think...
View ArticleYoga Teacher Training Diary, 4th Edition
Yogi Bhajan said this: "Sadhana is a test of self-grit. If your sadhana is more important than your neurosis, you are fine. If your neurosis is more important than your sadhana you are not. Doesn't...
View ArticleFor the Days You Want to Quit
It is one of life's great mysteries that a mom can love her little people with extraordinary intensity and yet simultaneously want to jump on a plane by herself to somewhere very, very far away from...
View ArticlePoems for the Empty Womb in my Future
This could very well be the last time I bear a child. The thought fills me with both a sense of closure and gratitude as well as a crushing, devastating grief. Writing these little poems eased my ache...
View ArticleMother Ache and Exhaustion
For fifteen years I have been caring for my babies. For whatever reason, I am noticing the exhaustion more than ever with this sixth baby. Maybe I'm just getting too old for this?
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