along the Sioux Trail

between games of dodge ball acts of Julius Caesar and choruses of Tom Dooley, we learned life’s first lessons along the Sioux Trail you were my first friends first heroes — first bullies first loves — first heartaches first community of life’s teachers single file we followed each other trusting the massive hallways leading to…

shadows & breeze

evening play, just watch dappled light dancing to the whispering wind shadows swaying with a slight waver in their steps just watch, and listen rustling skirts courted and carried across the sky dipping down, rising up and quivering easy touches, here and there the sound in my ear that brushes my cheek musical notes that blend…

be open, my heart

the joy in being present as children are without anticipating what it could be — or might be — eyes and ears and mouths and hands open to receive what it is — whatever it is — this is the fruit of letting go emptying out and trusting your valentine box to fill with a million light mixed with dark crayon keepsakes and…