Category: writing some poetry

today marks my last day of working full-time for a little while, as motherhood moves closer and closer, redirecting my focus and energy toward this tiny being. today was full and long and astoundingly normal and just as fulfilling as all the other days I’ve spent with this team so far. I’ve had other days, […]

prior to this experience, I always assumed that our hearts make us all of us oceans, pumping blood turning into rolling tides right here in our veins (Anis Mojgani, Shake the Dust). well, now, the space between my chest and hips, growing and expanding day by day, truly feels as though an ocean specifically has […]

when we’re together, an ancient bond gets activated full force that none of us can loosen or deny or destroy. it transforms us into those we’ve always been and accepts the one’s we’ve become, leaving room, still, for more and always more becoming. we’re not bound by conditions, it seems, only tied together in kinship, […]

on the other side of the world, the funeral of an African-American man is taking place right now. he, unarmed and handcuffed, was killed by a white officer‘s knee pressed into his neck for more than eight minutes. riots erupted in America as well has here and many other communities suffering, still, under white privileged […]

corona and pregnancy decelerate this life over here at the moment: work happens remotely only. options for travel and entertainment and distraction are fewer. all activities center around the home and neighborhood. so there’s time, right now, to pack up the bag, grab sun screen and glasses, hop on the sattle, and ride on out […]

prior to this pandemic, our life had a fast and — to me — mostly thrilling rhythm: I’d be gone for a few days, working with clients and partners on the good stuff, checking in and out of hotels, taking this and that train, discovering new cities of this country during morning or evening jogs, […]

being loud when it’s supposed to be reserved may send wrong signals to the rest of the world. but sometimes, the extrovert in me just needs to sit in a yard with loved-ones and eat and drink and laugh, loudly, (at a distance, that is) and feel the relief. and when the neighbours look and […]

so 66 years later, in the summer of 2020, we will exchange those rings, too, plain, golden and smooth, like these two did once, with their grams melted into ours, hoping we will make it nearly as far as they did, though never measuring time or space or status, but rather counting moments of growth, […]

the first skinny-dip of the year happened last night with a friend just after sunset at a lake nearby and it was glorious. in these times of new rules and regulations, of social distancing and avoidance, or lots of hours spent at home, it’s become more important than ever to do things out of the […]

it’s been the first week of warmer weather around these sceneries. anytime that warm breeze sweeps in through the slanted windows of this top floor apartment and caresses the bare skin and all these tiny hairs, a jolt hits these limbs and makes their waking superb. indeed, this is no time to pass up on […]

when you can’t go to the fair in the charming center of your town because it’s been canceled for an indefinite period of time, it’s time to bring it inside with all its magic. so we put up those fairly lights along those old beams on the ceiling, spiced our punch with wild berries and […]

what i look forward to most post Corona crisis management is taking this cheeky bump out to tuxedo junction to blow this little lady‘s mind as to just how much fun there is to be had when the music starts to play. Nina, Etta, Marla, Ella, Billie, LaVern, please keep your voices fresh for us; […]

hi baby, this is your mom speaking. as you’re doing your thing in there, I wanted to give you a heads up about a few things ahead (although this is, admittedly, as much a note to myself, too): while your dad and I have made a longterm commitment to one another and you, of course, […]

the way nature transitions from here to there is quite a phenomenon: blossoms appear silently and cheekily almost over night in all places, up and down and all around. winter’s baldness across the lands gets decorated away within a couple of dawns with grace and poise and ease. for their descendants, then, the new leaves, […]

when the entire community is asked to stay home, keep the kids in and avoid the older folks, try home office and all sorts of digital tools, and make the best of it all, in order to fight a virus that knows no bounds and kills the elderly and broken, and floods the hospitals, and […]

and as I stepped out into the world on this new morning earthworms were populating the sidewalks everywhere moving toward new habitats and making it merely impossible to walk. truly, it’s not just my tribe that’s experiencing all of life these days. so many other peoples’ folks are moving toward new habitats fleeing from war […]

sixteen weeks have gone by since a tiny new human began growing with the purpose of becoming the newest, most vulnerable, most revolutionary soul in my tribe. it’s been growing persistently since and so have the skins of my body, heart and mind. a few other weeks have gone by since one of the dearest […]

so today I biked through the early morning wintery cold appreciating the consciousness with which I get to live through all of this. how sweet it is to be loved like this.

1) and for 30 some meters, I walked along a corridor drenched in fog and a bright yellow light. it was impossible to make out the origin of this warm and immediate experience. psychedelic drugs must induce this feeling or a near-death moment or the instant of being born or born again. 2) a little […]

an elderly Russian couple taking plate by plate with cake and even more cake and letting all of it disappear in the depths of the grocery bags between their legs. a Somali woman with her two sons “success” and “love”, granting them the kind of Christmas that allows for them to share their experience with […]