Poems about loss, writing that is in us and must come out.
Doesn't matter if people understand or appreciate it, a drive to articulate.
This life is a journey sometimes beautiful sometimes painfully dark- choosing to spend as much time in the light but not shy from the dark that quietly waits for you to cease doing ... to stop and pay attention.
Healing so complex and circuitous without a distinct end point but many points along the way ...the journey.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
The Cascade
The thing about starting to run, is that it makes me sore.
The thing about being sore is that it makes me stretch.
The thing about stretching is that it makes me breathe.
And breathing simply makes me feel better. :)
The thing about being sore is that it makes me stretch.
The thing about stretching is that it makes me breathe.
And breathing simply makes me feel better. :)
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
2010
A few things I will remember about being at La Push for New Years.
Getting out there in the dark, Wes' s first sight of La push New Years Eve all bundled up on a night walk on he beach with flashligts
The full moon coming in and out of sight as the clouds flew by making the beach both light and dark.
Giant trees tumbling around in the 20 ft. waves and seeing seafoam fly past the camper.
A fireworks show in true reservation style- Joe and I outside the camper watching, the kids asleep.
The nights of no sleep, Wes crying, Abby with a fever.
The sun coming out the third day and feeling my body's response- hear deep breath and see this girl smile.
Abby making up this song.
This is the way Wesy sleeps, wa-aa, wa-aa, wa-aa.
This is the way Abby sleeps, snore sound snore sound
This is the way that mama sleeps, "oh my gosh wes, oh my gosh wes"
This is the way that papa sleeps, " come on wes, come on wes."
And when asked about her new years goal for 2010 Abby's response
"To get myself back in Five Acre." (The school she used to go to the last few years)
This is life, the good and the bad all wrapped up in a crumpled yet beautiful package.
Getting out there in the dark, Wes' s first sight of La push New Years Eve all bundled up on a night walk on he beach with flashligts
The full moon coming in and out of sight as the clouds flew by making the beach both light and dark.
Giant trees tumbling around in the 20 ft. waves and seeing seafoam fly past the camper.
A fireworks show in true reservation style- Joe and I outside the camper watching, the kids asleep.
The nights of no sleep, Wes crying, Abby with a fever.
The sun coming out the third day and feeling my body's response- hear deep breath and see this girl smile.
Abby making up this song.
This is the way Wesy sleeps, wa-aa, wa-aa, wa-aa.
This is the way Abby sleeps, snore sound snore sound
This is the way that mama sleeps, "oh my gosh wes, oh my gosh wes"
This is the way that papa sleeps, " come on wes, come on wes."
And when asked about her new years goal for 2010 Abby's response
"To get myself back in Five Acre." (The school she used to go to the last few years)
This is life, the good and the bad all wrapped up in a crumpled yet beautiful package.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Welcome 2010
Stormy La Push on New Years Day
Abby knee deep in sea foam. It was so stormy and the tide so high there was actually foam blowing past the camper in the air.
Lil Wes all bundled up- he didn't mind cold la push at all- except at night when he thought it best to cry each time he woke up for awhile so no one but Abby could sleep. Walking a baby in a camper isn't actually that easy 5 steps, turn around, 5 steps turn around..... please Wes go to sleeeep!
Saturday the sun and blue sky come. We are exhausted from two nights of crying Wes and thought we would leave for home this day until the sun came and we just couldn't go...
Abs and I walking on the beach.
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