a five minute friday piece | recover Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. …

a five minute friday piece | excuse Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. …

an open letter to you-in-the-middle | a five minute friday piece Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. Good for the writing muscles and for cultivating a playful approach to the writing work that…

a poem | five minute friday piece we hide from life’s hammers the ones that threaten then smash and leave us with broken pieces it hurts and it isn’t fair and if we could read crystal balls maybe our world wouldn’t shatter quite so much but when the heavy iron falls and the shards splinter apart we find out exactly what’s inside no place to hide anymore that latent self the one made good and beautiful with good and beautiful dreams crafted by a good and beautiful soul now has a passport to where she’s always belonged

a five minute friday piece | savor Like most words chosen at the beginning of 2020, mine seemed ironic by the year’s midpoint. savor How do you “savor” a pandemic? Loneliness? Thousands of deaths? You don’t, of course. You savor what’s found in between — the moments of joy squeezed out…

// a five minute friday piece | redeem // desperate this is the word that comes to mind when I watch us so uncomfortable confronted by people’s pain so panicked by the possibility of not understanding how the pieces fit together petrified to imagine a Kingdom without walls and a King whose agenda is…

//a five minute friday piece | possible // Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. Good for the writing muscles. i taste the quality of the word — texture switching from fullness to thin…

//a five minute friday piece// Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. Good for the writing muscles. let the world wake alive glowing with a roar felt in the bare feet of the willing…

a poem This piece first appeared on my Instagram profile and is a response to the Day 2 prompt in the Create Anyway challenge. This 5 day challenge is hosted by The Breath and the Clay and Create Anyway. watch the flame lick down the match feel the heat on fingers sniff the wilderness inside the smoke let the flicker of the wick burn doubt to ash yes, she is here warmth spreading wide scent spiraling high shine melting shadow