“I learned about the sacred art of self decoration with the monarch butterflies perched atop my head, lightning bugs as my night jewelry, and emerald-green frogs as bracelets.” ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estés … or when a dress is not just a dress. The...
“Sleep of trust, surrender of tear. With a kindness of rhythm, she sang soul back to love, warmth back to skin. Skin against skin, she slipped gently into the bed, returning his heart back to his body. And this is how they awakened. Wrapped around each other,...
Love peels us. We are like cinnamon, and every relationship peels yet another layer of our bark, taking us closer to our heart, our inner truth and our natural, most sweetest, scent. Our soulskin. Last time in Kiss on the Wrist, we explored the importance of trust,...
This is the first part of my three part series on love and intimacy. In Kiss on the Beloved’s Wrist, we explore the need for trust, surrender and holding a loving safe space. In the second part, Peeling Cinnamon, love becomes the cinnamon peeler, as we peel the...
i want to marry you in blue blue,as stillwaterin a cobalt glass cupas tendernessand passionin blue seaswith salts and stars on our skinsi want to marry youand when i say marry i meanour lips to mergeinto a kiss, a vow,an oathand your eyes taking me inand your handsour...
You will be in white By Peyo JavorovTranslated by Lubomira Kourteva You will be in white – with an olive branchand like an angel you will be in a white dress…And I think today: the world is rotten notbecause you are in it, it’s your home.So there! I...
