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…