the unforced rhythms of grace

Immensely grateful for the experiences and learnings that steered me to wrap myself up and rest in this wisdom as I approached the new year. Abundantly blessed by all the experiences and learnings that have unfolded since. Clarity. Ease. Holy Listening. Awe. These have been the gifts of aligning in the unforced rhythms of Grace….

woman horizontal | tonglen in four parts

today, the exhale was the hardest. a trust fall in giving and taking —precious tears and shadowed fears, irrupted hopes and radical imaginings — into a world that cannot hold them gently. where supple lungs now resist the inhale, constricting to protect me from inviting in a swirl of noxious fumes (engineered to smother epiphanous dreams…

woman horizontal | elder song

i hear the mothers whisper-chant: do not abandon yourself, dear one. blending with the harmonies of grandmothers singing: seek refuge in the dance between heartbeat and breath. buoyed by the infinite canon of their prayer-magic, i have trusted myself into love, loved myself into healing, healed myself into death and rebirth, becoming more and more of myself,…

woman horizontal | ich bin mary

Today I honor the memory of my great-great grandmother, Mary Roth Rhodes, who was born on this day in 1863 in Würtemberg, Germany, the daughter of Dora + Gottlieb Roth. ▪▪▪ 14 years ago, in July 2003, she became a beacon, a catalyst and a guide for me on a pathway of reclamation, transformation and…