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Desert Love Song

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  Desert Love Song Saguaro bones in my blood she sings me the song of myself deeper than it’s ever been sung The light at dusk reflecting off the sand the stone the fingers of Palo Verde the spines of cholla this light is the deep still light -pink and golden and growing shadows- of knowing Knowing in a place so old with scorching that everything  already learned about protection She offers the beautiful embodiment of boundary The grace of venom the precision of a spine the efficiency of a sting the clarity of a claw the finality of drought She reminds me to hold to give without giving it all to remember that I am that same light of knowing pink and golden and far too potent to be  wasted on that which isn’t mine to protect I hear you, Sonora.
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Coming Home

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This is the time of year with the longest shadows. And I feel as though I am waking from a dream. A long dream that had me deep, forgetting who I am and what I'm meant to be doing here. As the longest night has now passed, I am ready to stand up again. Today is my birthday. We say how old we are turning on our birthday, but birthdays are really completions of a cycle. We are born, and we are 0. So by our 1st birthday, we have completed year one, and begin year two of this life. So today, I will have completed my 37th journey around the sun.  In many ways, I wonder- how can I be this old and still getting lost? But really getting lost is our way of finding ourselves. By and by, we come home even more convinced and certain of our values, our core beliefs, our deep knowing, our boundaries, our worth, and how we want to live this life. I know my purpose in this world. It's become really clear to me. And I am living it. Even making it my livelihood. I'm proud of that because I k
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