follow the breath

Folding tiny kid clothes? Meditation. Emptying the dishwasher for the fiftieth time this month, putting the groceries away or humming a song on a radio that you don’t even remember turning on? Meditation. Petting a purring cat and having a glorious, momentary lapse? Meditation. I bet Trungpa had big cats.

you are unlimited

Last Friday night, for a minute, i died.

City of Ghosts

Ghosts. They really catches up with us up by times. Our ghosts, they haunt us, they involve us, and they embrace us. Usually we go to them.

a bridge to the moon

I don’t know if it’s Spring, or if it’s some other earthly movement of some kind, but I’ve been thinking about building things lately.New dawns; fresh tracks. The thought of going somewhere. My Aunt Sheila just built a house in Malpeque, (gorgeous Prince Edward Island) and moved in about a month ago. 5 yera old […]

cosmic variables: exploring ophiuchus

Support group for Sagittarians Last week Minneapolis astronomy instructor Parke Kunkle affirmed that the Earth’s “wobble” has shifted the zodiac signs. First of all, this is a concept that astrologers and astronomers have known for 2,000 years, but after the story went viral on the internet, experts claimed that the zodiac “has changed”, (which it […]

URGENTLY NEEDED: a mom’s RE-creation myth

Leila turned 5 on the weekend. She kept asking me when the kids would get here for her Princess and Witch party, because she would still be four until then. “So, now you’re still four?” I asked, the morning of her birthday. Funny, I remembered her being born around 6 a.m. Whoops Mom, going into […]

too many mystics, not enough time

Mitch checked the mail yesterday. He ran to the kitchen, exclaiming, “Mo! You’ve got mail from the publisher!” I panicked. I started to sweat, my thoughts raced, and then I ignored it. “I’m not opening it now.” I may never open it. Mitch grabbed it from me and threatened to open it himself. My eyes […]

“Mystic Stillbirth” gets an editor

Yae! My writing project continues, through moons and suns and tides and cosmos, after days and weeks and nights and mornings. And I am finally getting somewhere! Mystic Stillbirth has an editor. As I’ve already gone on a bit about, I went to a writing workshop last month called Seawords that invites writers of all […]

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