The cold water slides down my body, chilling me from the outside, teaching me I’m a furnace within.
Category: Reflections
Mirrorwork of memory and meaning, writing that turns inward toward light.
Heart-Rise
Heart in my throat— thick as a globe of light rising up to speak
My Heart Knows Itself
Blood itself is a jewel of garnet wisdom—
Shedding the Depths
The scales fall, flaking from my skin, revealing a pinking softness beneath.
Cosmic Vow
My vow to You is cosmic.
Illumined Wing Tips
A moth appears with illumined wing tips— her wings significant lights that glow— Acceptance.
He Makes Poetry of Me
Clear nectar follows the midrib of leaf to tip, spilling over… I wash — flooding sweet.
Cradled in His Hands
He has taken my heart’s desires and my experiences— my prayers— and spun them out into surprising gold.
Where there is ash, I’ll be.
Where there is ash, I’ll be. That is His promise to me. I’m not flame alone— in all the Ritual of Chaos, I am known.
Morally Complex, Endlessly Curious
I’m morally complex. What used to be straightforward grew wings and left the building.
Moonlight Spiritus 