Observing…I am an observer.By nature.Or nurture.Not sure.I like to sit on the shore.Watch the waves crash.Take in the beauty.Feel the metaphors of the tides.In my soul.Watch as children frolic.And lovers stroll.I see patterns.Recognition.It makes me feel.A certain way.And I capture that.In words. Images. Color.But not my body.My being.Everything buzzes.Before my eyes.The life and laughter.So vibrant!But,... Continue Reading →
I used to love the beachBefore my body was wrongAnd strings attached.Before expectations crowded the open shore.Sandcastles.The summer smell of sunscreenAnd the sound of the ice cream truckMaking its merciful rounds on the hour.“Mom! Mom! Can we get a treat?”The days were long.Outside from near dawn until the sun melted into night.Shrieks and squealsAs we... Continue Reading →
Today, I float.Into the waves,Into the choppy expanse before me.Not much in life is certain,Save for the tides’ pull high and low.Like breath.Like dreamspace.Cup runneth over,Cup half full.Some see fear in the unknown.In the unrelenting crash of waves.Right now, I see beauty.Energy, power, full potential.Dare not ask a wave where it’s going.It will pound you... Continue Reading →
Soliloquy on Imperfectionism 