she

 

3/27/18
morning walk, breathing in moisture.
wet with growth;
not dry, when nose hairs bristle.

bringing attention to the heart center, the truer thinking portal.
connecting heart to womb.
this gender I’ve accepted has mid-wifed life.
walking on the earth, bowl of wisdom between caverned hips and trochanters.

SHE.

hunger/privilege/mindful

3/26/18
observation:

too much food getting thrown out.
50 years ago mom would say, “there’s starving children in China.”
and now, we can say, one in nine people go to bed hungry every night.
That’s roughly 795 million men, women, and children.

best to be kind and mindful and pay attention to my refrigerator and
to what’s already in it.
fullness.

Listen

3/24/18
i.
daily healing concoction:
one hibiscus tea bag, 1 teaspoon new mexico honey,
and one tiny spoonful plum concentrate.
deep magenta, golden liquid, nearly black tar-like potion.

ii.
the ear portal, only the beginning of listening.
music felt through the pores.
pinons, junipers, and elms speaking as feet touch earth of soft-bedding like pine needles.
gathering information, receiving the earth and all she is.