The Whispering Hurricane

The Whispering Hurricane

It starts as a quiet whisper a little voice telling me how I’ve been wronged. I cock my head to listen, and the words quicken, anxious like a bird’s heartbeat in the palm. Soon, I am seduced into a hurricane of thoughts. They rush and swirl, twirl me around until I’m...

No Escape but Love

In that waking or sleeping dream, when you can’t escape the monster… You try running but your legs tangle. You try fighting but fangs pierce your flesh. Then one day you call to the Beloved inside and poof, the monster disappears. Why does it work when nothing else...
The True Home

The True Home

  You dreamed of houses: A hacienda surrounded by a verdant ranch, An airy sanctuary perched on a hill, A wooden shack floating away in a river. In the dreams the house was your life. All activity centered around it— you mended stucco, planted lilacs, repaired a...
The Land of No

The Land of No

  I should have said no to that tenant who left his stuff in my house. I should have said no to my mate who insisted we bike that treacherous trail. I should have said no to that vampire, that leaner, that diva and bully. But I could not. I am too well trained in...
The Seed at Your Center

The Seed at Your Center

  That dog who growls at you the pain gnawing at your heart the silent mate arguing client meowing cat… All swim inside the circle of you. They materialize exactly when the Beloved ordains, so they may most serve you. Each is a seed, at first appearing as little...