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National Poetry Month 2023 Day 29 Enlarged heart... A trip to Salt Lake City as a little girl; my mama, my sisters best friend Julie and me... Hogle Zoo and Primary Children’s Hospital. We were sent to a cardiology specialist Dr Visi because the doctors in town were concerned I had an enlarged heart... When I was examined he told my mama that I was fine... My heart was just a little bigger... Years gone by and the memory faded until one afternoon as I sat in a parking lot with tears running down my face and pain in my heart... I remembered his words... I caught my breath and it became clear... My heart was large and it loved quickly and deeply... It had been bruised and broken and I realized why it was so fragile ... I had been given this heart because my purpose on this earth is to love... He enlarged it because he knew I’d need the extra capacity... He knew I would love hard and it would need to be resilient. He knew some people wouldn’t understand my love... If I have loved you, I will always love you; maybe not in the same way~ maybe I would just love you for the lesson but I would love you. And as deeply as my heart feels the pain of loving some, it soars and swells with joy at loving others and those that love back. For years I criticized myself for giving love so freely, but now I realize that love is my superpower and regardless of the response I love anyway, it’s just who I am. 11-13-14 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted #writersgottawrite #iamwriter #riverwriting

Everything Before It I’m at a place in my life leaning in to where I never thought I would… I am signing up for a path that I felt too old for years ago, but I’m signing up now anyway… I’m finding ways to love my body, and its crone stage (any Ideas with menopause welcomed)… I feel like I’ve always been afraid to be my whole self… Just flirting with parts of her and then retreating… Flashes of me are flashing longer now… Telling parts of myself that I’ve hidden to someone who started the hiding… I’m off my antidepressants and maybe that’s not good… And I wanted to feel my whole feelings again, lean into the highs and lows and decide again for myself if I want to start them again… Get a baseline… New habits or revamped habits starting… I’m done just surviving… I’m jumping into thriving, by jumping I mean sometimes a toe in the water, and sometimes a cannonball. 3-1-23 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… https://youtu.be/lSVahQMj3io?si=4f2yF0cn49KW-063 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #writersofyoutube #writersofinstagram #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

National Poetry Month 2024 Day 27 My Writing Desk I sit here now at this familiar desk, the one I pulled out of my grandfathers home that was then my mamas, and now is mine and my sisters… It’s steady and sturdy in my practice... it holds my papers, pens, laptop, candles & lipgloss, tissues & books, and my green elephant statue… When I write it holds my coffee cup and in reality it holds me... It holds strong for me to throw it all out there on the page… It isn’t afraid of the weight, or the ink that sometimes smears on it… But stands strong as tears drop drop drop on it’s dark stained wood… It lets them fall with no judgment, just the willingness to catch them… The one drawer holds a lighter and glue sticks and pencils… It’s stiff is it cautiously lets me pull it open… It’s legs hold up space for my legs to relax under it, and sometimes my leg pushes against his to remind me it’s alright to lean in… Each day he waits patiently for my return, to scoot in close and lean over him… Where my thoughts are wild, and my pen is free. 4/24/20 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted #writersgottawrite #iamwriter #riverwriting

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I will keep broken things… I have some regret as I hear Anderson talk of going through his mothers things, leaving it for a couple of years… In most ways it was my fault the way we quickly went through my mamas things… I was leaving my house and moving into hers so some things had to go… As many of her possessions sat in the yard, I felt weird like I was giving her away piece by piece… I still get a pit in my stomach, as I see in my mind, the old man holding my mom‘s pot… the one she made fudge in, the handle replaced by a wooden one that my brother-in-law fixed onto it… “I’ll give you $.50” he said. “ It’s only two dollars”, I said. “Not worth it”, he said. “Then don’t buy it”, I said… It’s not the pot you ignorant old man, it’s the memory which means nothing to you and everything to me… I can’t remember if he bought it, or set it down for someone else, but it sold… I wish I had snatched it up, put it aside and kept it safe… I think of that pot often, the regret of letting it go… And I miss it like I miss the taste of my mama’s fudge. 3-3-23 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… https://youtu.be/tCi4QTmHJwk?si=urQsZ4SBvlewYcpz #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #writersofyoutube #writersofinstagram #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

National Poetry Month 2024 Day 17 To remind us breathing is rooted somewhere other than the lungs, that our lives are more than the moments of stress and anguish, that I remember life is deeper than my fears. That breathing is beyond this moment, this time, this life. As life was breathed into me it was with promise of adventure and experiences, but it was never promised to be gliding with ease. That adventure can be as simple as opening my eyes and stretching my arms over head, it doesn’t have to be glorious to anyone but me. Those who love us fiercely despite our stupidity and our utter failings, to love myself through this process without judgement and shame… to see my light regardless of who else does… to know my worth and love myself so fiercely that others can’t help to follow suit, to love me and love themselves, that my writings are just that…mine. They are the breath, and the roots of it are deep and scattered… to follow them as I write… to start at the bud and unwind to the core of the root is a journey of deep honor. To softly at times follow the path it takes to find the parts of me that are stuck in caked hard mud, to gently clean the fragile root and blow away the dust to see its real essence, its pure winding curving line. To really see me, the coiled and the straight, the dark and the light, the soft and the hardened parts; and to love them all the same. For the gift of each , for the knowing that without every twist and turn of the root there would be no flower. 1-8-16 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted

National Poetry Month 2024 Day 20 He wakes up at midnight to take me to visit my moon... A place out of city lights where the stars shine brighter... a place he had scouted weeks before just for this moment for me ... We pass the immense rows of lush trees, thick green brush, and every so often a deer watches us drive by as we travel down this unilluminated country road. Windows down, crisp clean breeze kissing my face, his strong hand resting on my hand, on my thigh...I close my eyes for a moment to drink it in, to savor this moment. I see her almost full in the sky, she follows us to meet her at this nightly secluded park. Just hours before children giggled as they flew through the air on swings and glided down slides ... now it’s saved just for the three of us. We get out in the darkness, both looking at her almost fullness, he leans back on his car and patiently watches her as I am enamored by her beauty... the lens never captures the full sense of her delicious seduction. He gets me, he sees me, he holds space for me and watches our love affair up close. I lean back into his arms, he holds me, and gently kisses my temple and then my neck ... we watch her float between the trees as lightning bugs flicker in their branches. I take a deep breath, I smile, and relax into the man who feels like home. 7-15-19 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted

National Poetry Month 2024 Day 19 It had something to do with love… The flickering candle, I’ll let stand for... the flame that will always burn deep in my heart. The moon and all its phases, I’ll let stand for... knowing each time you see her, you see me. The song, our song, I’ll let stand for… the silly ways we hashtag everything with love. The purple vase in my bedroom, I’ll let stand for… The deep purple that colored our passion. The words Dunkin’ Donuts, I’ll let stand for… The way our lips craved each other and never wanted to stop. The cola Slurpee‘s I drink, I’ll let stand for… The sweet and chilliness of our story. The taste of chocolate and strawberries, I’ll let stand for the scrumptious juicy taste of our love. The stickers I placed in my calendar, I’ll let stand for... the way You let me be me and celebrated it. The night time, I’ll let stand for the talks that I wanted to go on forever. The pounding of my heart, I’ll let stand for... the space that will hold you close to me forever. 12-10-19 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted

National Poetry Month 2024 Day 18 Chicago through his eyes I’d heard his voice on my phone and it vibrated my soul... I’d seen his face on the screen and my eyes fell in love… But here I was in the middle of the night outside Midway airport wheeling my bag toward his car, we hugged briefly and then he opened my door… We nervously chatted, even missed a turn on our way to his place… He opened the door to his home and invited me into his world… He made food to feed my body, while our conversation nourished my soul… The days and the nights blended together, we woke and slept to our own rhythm, safe in our own bubble of time... He took the time to create beautiful coffee because he knew it was my obsession, each sip felt like love, each touch felt like home... I read, he mixed music, and in his arms we flowed to his rhythm, and each of our own melodies combined to make one… We talked and we listened for hours, we laughed and I even cried some… The sound of the train and it’s whistle went from unexpected to familiar like the way our lives were starting to entwine... He showed me where he began, where he grew... I breathe in the air of his childhood, I felt the vibrations of his journey... I watched him as he spoke, I touched his hand, and he touched my soul… The deeper I saw him, the more depth I wanted to see... As he uncovered himself, the closer in I wanted to move... The more I fell in love with him, the more whole I felt in me. 5-2-2018 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted

National Poetry Month 2024 Day 16 God was a wild God… I like thinking of Him/Her that way, of feeling like we have this secret between us of how He gets my wild because of his own... how He laughs at the stumbles I make, not in a cruel way, but in a “I get you girl, make the stumble part of your dance” I feel like when we live, really live and taste and touch and explore he smiles because he gets the experience with us... That the more I let go and jump in, the more entertained He is… The more I live the more He does as well... “experience it girl”, He says, The hurt and the joy… And thank them both the same. Dance with this life wildly without inhibition, sway with your own music, shake your hips ferociously to your own rhythm… Give it your all, use all your energy, sweat and breathe heavily, let it take your breath and quicken your heartbeat… Twirl and glide, jump and flail, laugh loudly and smile from your soul, and be… Be you, just you...no one to impress, no one to embarrass, just dance on your tiptoes and stretch, and then lay on the floor and do the worm... dance, just dance, unabashedly you! 2-23-18 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted

I prefer riding my bike… to running I prefer cool sheets and freeing my feet from the covers… to being tucked in I prefer the energy when souls unite for peace… to the talk of fighting each other I prefer listening to my writing friends read their work… to reading mine I prefer honesty that stings… to lies that sugar coat I prefer hugging and kissing my grand babies… to almost anything I prefer rocking the boat… to standing safely on the shore… I prefer evolving… to being stagnant 11-6-23 https://youtu.be/8Izcr6VIzJc?si=y0Ay3y1Ic-lwqEZk This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #writersofinstagram #writersofyoutube

I can’t believe that it’s been 16 yrs since I got the early morning call from my beautiful friend Julie telling me that Paul was gone.... My heart broke for her that day, I knew the pain all too well... I knew the void that could never fill... I knew life would go on cuz life’s like that, but it wouldn’t be the same... And it shouldn’t be... Miss you always Vern! I knew this guy... And he loved my friend! They had a wonderful life and 3 amazing daughters... Things weren’t perfect, cuz they never are, but he lived life to the fullest and he smiled ALOT. The thing about Paul is his zest for life was contagious... He was always up for a new adventure... He loves his daughters, his family is everything... He coached soccer and taught them tennis ...he cooked and laughed ... He wrestled and joked... He loved being outside and on the go...He even took a sewing class to bond with his daughter. He was comfortable in his own skin and he loved with all he had inside... He made me feel like I could do anything. And he made me feel special... He made me smile and sometimes roll my eyes... Life sometimes feels unfair and cut way too short, but I know Paul is still here... He’s in Hawaii this week at Kanisha’s graduation, in Ashanti’s art, and Imani’s heart ... Thru the ups and downs... They have an angel and they know his name... But mostly I know this guy, and he loves my friend and she loves him back! 4-14-14 I love you Julie, Kanisha, Ashanti, Imani... And missing Paul This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… https://youtu.be/dhNde7nozl4?si=icR7I5D8yymxnpNC #themessandthebliss #itsmeteri #itsmeteriintuitiveenergyguide #messyblissfulwriting #messyblissfullife #coffeemugsandwordhugs #piecesofme #writersgottawrite #writersofyoutube #messyblissfulwriting #mymessyblissfullife #vibrantlywholehearted #vulnerable #creatingthelifeidesire #themessandthemuck #lovefiercely #blessedandblissed #letlovehavethelastword #creativity #wanderlust #yourvoiceisneededinthisworld #yourtouchheals #Iknewaguy #lovemug #sheclaystudio #heartssurroundus

It’s hard to believe that today you would be 56… It’s hard to believe that I’ve lived 34 years without you physically in my life... But it’s not hard to believe the love I have for you, or the way our time together changed my life forever...so I’m posting a poem I wrote before.... I love and miss you every day! Happy Birthday Sean! Who knew? Who knew innocent giggles on the phone would lead to this? Who knew that meeting on a chilly November night would bring us here? Who knew when you looked into my eyes the first time that our souls would be forever entwined? Who knew that a few years of joy and laughter and even some tears would give us this journey? That our physical path would be cut short? That a young woman so in love could survive the loss... With no understanding of what miracles that could bring. Who knew that when I look back now that I could make it here? I thought my heart would stop that day, but who knew that I could continue reaching and growing. Who knew that with each fall, you would help me get back up? Who knew that with each triumph, you would be cheering? Who knew that today I would show our granddaughter your picture and say Papa Sean... And she would smile and point at you and say “papa”? Who knew that I could love you even more today than I could back then? But I’ve felt you here with us in the quiet moments, in the laughter and in the tears... I’ve felt you walk beside me in this life... I’ve heard your whispers, and seen your twinkle in their eyes... I’ve felt your arms hold me up in the darkest moments and heard you say “I’m here”. This life isn’t what I envisioned when I looked ahead back then, but it’s perfectly imperfect and I love what is.... And whatever and whoever life brings there’s an angel by my side... Who knew? 4-14-14 https://youtu.be/nYUp8l41OM4?si=AgMWUo-Ebkuqwox4 #lovegoeson #iamblessed #istillhearhiswhispers #lovelovelove YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted

The shadow of someone once loved… It’s interesting to think of someone you once loved and know now they are a stranger… Someone who’s limbs were once entangled with yours, haven’t touched in what seems like lifetimes now… How you can almost smell the scent of their skin and wonder if new adventures have tweaked the aroma… How their laughter used to find harmony with your own, and now each have their own melody or have adjusted to another rhythm… How dreams weaved to see a future together, have undone to dream alone… How the pulling apart of lives blended can leave holes and scars that are painful at first… Yet in time hold space for new light to shine through. 6-2-23 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… https://youtu.be/Jn8ElDLSOII?si=LGSUgG7jqhZyrFRU #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

Where I am from… I am from the womb of a woman, a woman who made the best of the life she had unknowingly chosen… I am from a man whose demons were not his own, he put them on his shoulders like a heavy pack, he couldn’t shed… I am from “I am a Child of God”, and from “Midnight Train to Georgia”… I am from the soft breeze of Pine Valley, and from the comforting smell of a horses neck… I am from tuna casserole, the only dish he could make, and from Christmas fudge cooling on the counter… I am from bread and milk and onions on a summers day, and from molasses candy that came with long spaces between visits… I am from strength and grit in a beautiful little woman, and from charisma, charm, big stories, and promising words… I am from quick, quiet wit, and from stories that I wanted to believe… I am from the smell of lilacs in the air, and from second hand cigarette smoke in my lungs… I am from one room, school houses in Alaska, and from summers in Wyoming cleaning cabins… I am from the dreams of my ancestors, and from being kept safe from the prayers of my mother… I am from warm summer nights playing Andy I over, and from hiding dogs from the dog catcher… I am from sleep overs and toilet papering, and a latchkey kid before it was a thing… I am from drinking Pepsi for medicinal purposes, and from eating food to save its life… I am from having my back tickled and from eating jerky in a dark bar as a little kid… I am from doing the best they could, and from loving me deeply in each others own way… 3-27-24 It’s up on my YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss https://youtu.be/Ng1wiOYCPPY?si=zx8X3b9PD2JgNbzl #themessandthebliss #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted

National Poetry Month 2024 Day 10 Full moon and lilacs I felt like I was intruding yesterday as I picked bunches of lilacs for my writing desk… I think now of all the times I took them for granted, this bush blooming in the backyard at my mamas… How the faint scent has been the steady fragrance to my life… How each child, her’s and mine, have picked lilacs from these bushes... How she smiled and winked at each one as their chubby little hand gave her their pick… How she put them in water in a Kerr jar, and proudly placed them in the center of the tablecloth on the kitchen table… The aroma, never over powering, lingered in the story of my life like a background theme… They would bloom later in the year in Pine Valley, out the front door that we rarely used... And how someone would say they reminded them of my grandmother… Maybe Lilac is part of our DNA now, a soft soothing scent that quiets our fears, aromatherapy before it was a thing… Like as each of our children smell lilac they somehow become calm, like a knowing that we are rooted in this line of strong lilac women. 4-10-20 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted

It takes twice as much energy to forgive someone than to love them. It's not healthy to go to sleep with someone you consider as an enemy in your heart. That's like rolling over and kissing them goodnight. Cherish what you can and allow the earth to orbit in peace. #dontsettleforsafe #44rulesoftheogcode #LetLoveHaveTheLastWord #ShadowOfGrace #MandarinOriental #OverNightCrew

National Poetry Month 2024 Day 9 I’m cracking I’m giving myself permission to crack open and find what’s inside... is it OK to say I love being lazy right now? I’m not producing producing producing… I’m giving myself a break to numb... I’m giving myself permission to be brave... I’m giving myself permission to take time to rest... I’m giving myself permission to make room to create... I’m giving myself permission to take time to bake if I want... I’m giving myself permission to record my poems for Byron to mix with his music... I’m giving myself permission to make videos reading my poems and not judge myself in the process... I’m giving myself permission to ask for help... I’m giving myself permission to grieve what I can’t change... I’m giving myself permission to reach out and be reached for... I’m giving myself permission to eat what comforts me... I’m giving myself time to create and time to just be... I’m giving myself permission to cry when I feel my feelings, to lean in and feel it all... I’m giving myself permission to sit in this time, to decide what I’m leaving here and what I’m taking with me... I’m giving myself permission to sleep when I’m tired and wake when I feel... I’m giving myself space to understand my erratic sleep and know it’s my mind trying to process the changes... I’m giving my self kindness, self love, self understanding and self compassion... I’m giving myself time to crack... to hear the words that come from the depths of humanity; time to crack to hear the words that come from the depths of spirit; time to crack to hear the words that come the depths of me. 4-8-20 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #Nationalpoetrymonth2024 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2024myyearofmagicallovinglearningwanderlustpassion #myvibrantcolorfullife #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted

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#Common 👑🎤🎶🎬🎥📺, born March 13th, 1972, known previously #CommonSense is a brilliantly versatile Black American rapper, actor, and writer. He debuted in 1992, with the album Can I Borrow a Dollar?, and gained critical acclaim with his 1994 album #Resurrection. He maintained an underground following into the late 90s as a #ChiTown representative to the fullest & achieved more mainstream success with the release of classic verses & timeless songs like #TheCorner. Common's 1st major-label album Like Water for Chocolate (2000), received commercial success. In 2003, he won the Grammy for Best R&B Song for the Erykah Badu single "Love of My Life". His 2005 album #Be was a masterpiece & was nominated for #BestRapAlbum at the 2006 Grammys. Common received his 2nd Grammy for Best Rap Performance by a Duo or Group for "Southside" feat. Kanye West, from his 2007 album #FindingForever. In 2011, Common launched #ThinkCommonEntertainment, his own record label imprint, after previously releasing music under other labels including #GOODMusic. In 2015 Common won a #GoldenGlobe & the #Oscar for #BestOriginalSong, for his song #Glory from the timeless biopic film #Selma. Common also co-starred as Civil Rights leader #JamesBevel in Selma & his career as an actor has been captivating & sensational. His acting career includes several lead roles, villians & heroes & an uncanny ability to co-star against any Hollywood heavyweight. His roles in the films include #SmokinAces, #StreetKings, #AmericanGangster, #Wanted, #TerminatorSalvation, #DateNight, #JustWright, Happy Feet Two, #RunAllNight, #JohnWickChapter2, Smallfoot & #HunterKiller to name a few. Common is also an author of multiple books including #LetLoveHavetheLastWord which is a must read for the culture. He is also the founder of the #CommonGroundFoundation, which seeks to empower underprivileged youth to be contributing citizens & strong leaders in the world. Common is also part of the "Knowing Is Beautiful" movement, which supports HIV/AIDS awareness. We Salute his unapologetic Black Brilliance & marvel at his mesmerizing Black Excellence & will forever... #Respectthatmansgreatness 🙌🏾 #blackdatabase ✊🏾

Keep being the beacon of light this world needs. Happy Birthday @common 🎉 📸 Dustin Aksland #cessia_ent #common #lonnierashidlynn #commonsense #activist #caniborrowadollar #resurrection #onedayitllallmakesense #likewaterforchocolate #electriccircus #loveofmylife #be #thedreamerthebeliever #glory #selma #johnwick2 #johnwickchapter2 #thelionguard #letlovehavethelastword #vegan #andthenwerise #commonandthenwerise #smokinaces

It’s been five years since my dad passed… At this time in the morning, he was already gone but I would not know till late afternoon… At least not formally know… I assume my soul was trying to tell me that day… An unusual Friday because I must not have been scheduled to waitress that evening or I wouldn’t have gotten a call in my office… My sister and I drove to his place to comfort his wife who hadn’t called to tell us for hours… The place seemed empty without him, the recliner he sat and slept in facing the TV, with his back to the sliding glass window open to the stairs that welcome to visitors… I wonder why they didn’t rearrange the furniture so he could see more of the world, a beautiful view of the mountain, the deer in the yard below… My youngest was in Mexico at the MTC and I tried frantically to contact her… I cried with my other two on the phone… My sister and I drove to the mortuary to see him before he became ashes… I’m not good with that part, the viewing part… The mortician, Ted, was sweet, he had been a friend of the family and said “ your dad was always good to me“… One of the only nice things I would hear when I told others of his passing… I wonder what Ted thought as my sister cried and touched my dad‘s head, And I showed no emotion… Looking at the man I had adored as a child and who had complicated my relationships with men with daddy issues… Our relationship was more than complicated, more than difficult… And he loved me how he could, with all he had… And I loved him too! 3-1-23 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

I’m so afraid of having a child that I can’t reach when 🙊 needs me. #LetLoveHaveTheLastWord

It is kind of love, is it not? The way the mugs sit patiently on my shelf as I decide which memory I choose for today… The way the cup holds the coffee… The way the plants let me tell them my secrets… It is kind of love, is it not? The way the lipgloss moistens my lips… The way my Ugg’s stand up tall awaiting to hug and warm my feet… It is kind of love, is it not? The way my car gently beeps to remind me she’s still on, as I get out to leave… The way the UPS driver drops package after package, not judging the way I find comfort in buying gifts for him to drop on my doorstep… At least I imagine nonjudgment… It is kind of love, is it not? The way a neighbor selflessly picks up trash around our building on his Saturday off… The way when I drop off sugar cookie hearts to the family to 2 doors down, the boy complements my last chocolate chip ones and asks if he can give me a hug. It is kind of love, is it not? 2-15-23 #themessandthebliss #itsmeteri #letlovehavethelastword #lovelovelove #lovedeeply #loveistheanswer #loveismysuperpower

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Today it’s 13 years since I watched her take her last breath from her body and 13 years since I breathed her deeply into mine… 156 months since my heart shattered inside me. 4735 days that my body has longed to hug her. 6,832,800 minutes that Ive missed hearing her voice, seeing her smile… 409,968,000 seconds that I have needed her with me… Since I realized my life would always have a hole, a space that can never be filled. 13 years of knowing she’s still here by the hearts she leaves for me to find. 156 months that I’ve heard her faint laughter in the breeze. 4735 days that have been warmed with her angel love. 6,832,800 minutes of knowing she has witnessed my life from another angle. 409,968,000 seconds of missing her yet feeling her more deeply than ever. Our time together wasn’t nearly long enough. 2-6-23 https://youtu.be/VjgrfvDXyHo This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #angeldays #imissmymama #sweetgwennie

Repost! Up on my YouTube channel on 2-6-22… I want to wrap myself tight so I don’t float away, but not too tight because I still want to sway with the flow… To be held as to not be lost out to sea, but gently so I won’t feel too confined… I need a love like that, held but not smothered, flowing but rooted too… I think in my life I’ve kicked myself loose from the seaweed thinking I was a good enough floater to stay close on my own… As I’ve drifted too far sometimes, someone has pulled me back and tethered me to them… Those someone’s have floated out to sea now… No one to watch for me floating away… And no one to pull me back… So I’ve just been floating out here…sometimes pulling myself back, and sometimes too tired to swim… Where is new seaweed to wrap myself in, new vines to tether my heart to 1-24-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “I Want to Wrap Myself Tight” written 1-24-22 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #wearealonetogether

Repost! Up on my YouTube channel on 2-6-22… What I’d want to save for later… That moment just the three of us in the car, the bubble of just my babies and me together again. What I’d want to save for later… the giggles of my love nuggets, so in love with the time together. What I’d want to save for later… bedtime cuddles with the ones who call me namae. What I’d want to save for later… The moments under the tree in the valley listening to my mom and aunts telling stories. What I’d Want to save for later… Watching the sunset on the beach with waves crashing to the shore. What I’d want to save for later… The deep orange red color of the sky as the sun leaves so my moon can come back home. What I’d want to save for later… the look in your eyes that seems to pierce my soul. What I’d want to save for later… The whisper of your voice in my ear making chills and bumps of excitement on my skin. What I’d want to save for later… The taste of mango and coconut sticky rice. What I’d want to save for later… The warmth of the sun on my skin and a light breeze in the air. What I’d want to save for later… The feeling of your arms reaching for me as you sleep. What I’d want to save for later… One more minute of your lips devouring mine. What I’d want to save for later… The giddiness of seeing your face so clearly when I close my eyes. What I’d want to save for later… This moment… this moment… this moment right now 1-3-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “What I’d Want to Save for later” written 1-3-22 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #wearealonetogether

Repost! Up on my YouTube channel on 2-6-22… You can only know it’s ripe if you taste… Our lives are filled with poem bushes… some blooming with vibrant robust love…fruit so sweet, juices run down your chin with each bite… Some bloom with deep heavy sorrow… Fruit so heavy it leaves sadness on your tongue… Some bloom with such exuberant color… The sight brings giggles of delight… Some bloom with fragrance so pleasing… They give new meaning to deep breaths … Some bloom larger than others, I’ve learned they seem to grow together… There’s love in the sorrow, or it wouldn’t bloom so full… There’s thorns in the love giving the blossoms richer beauty… The roots of each reaching for the other under the soil… growing together and entwining, holding each steady as the winds of life continue to blow. 2-2-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “You Can Only Know It’s Ripe if You Taste” written 2-2-22 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #wearealonetogether

Keep putting love out there…💜 #letlovehavethelastword

I got a chance to meet one of my favorites tonight! 🤗☺️🥰😜🙂I love his energy and love me some Lonnie Rashid Lynn better known as Common! Tonight’s discussion was everything for me. #Common #OneDayItllAllMakeSense #LetLoveHaveTheLastWord #andthenwerise

Show up with more light 🔆 #2024myyearofcreatingmagic #57myyearofbeingcuriouscreatinglusciouslove #letlovehavethelastword #shinebrighter

The most beautiful thing about this book is Common’s honesty, his profound expression in faith in GOD, in LOVE, great respect for his daughter, mother and the important people in his life. AND our Selves. And I’m just adding my three cents here: family is very important. I’m not sure whether growing up with the ideal parents in viewing their expression of love and respect (especially through many trials and adversities), or growing up in a home with divided parents, allows us to be in healthy, romantic relationships with like minded and SOUL- enriched people. To me, we need to share the same strength in Faith. Maybe, no matter, it’s all just part of our own individual journey that brings us closer [to GOD, & ultimately being reflections of GOD for each other]. To my last breath however, I also profess: “GOD never leaves us. GOD never lets us down, and GOD‘s LOVE is unquestioned, our doubts notwithstanding.” Daily: I thank GOD everyday, ask to get me out of my own way, & YOU never give up on us; that why babies to be born. THERE, is hope. @common #faith #Love #letlovehavethelastword #common #thankful

2023 has been a bit of a strange year to say the least , lots of highs and as many lows .. lessons learned and many mistakes made .. still standing and happy to walk away .. Hope never dies .. ready to tackle 2024 and whatever comes next .. #byebye2023 #thereisalwayshope #bnwlife #cheersbigears #livinglifemyway #bnw_captures #bnw_addicted #bnw_photography #bnwcaptures #elephantlove #southafricathroughmyeyes #letlovehavethelastword

In this order ‘cause life begins now. 🐝 ✨ 🏡 ✨ 📈 ✨ ♥️ ✨ 🌻 ✨ 💪🏾 #futureapiarist #apiary #apiarybuzz #allaboutbusiness #newhomebuilt #growth #expansion #focus #letlovehavethelastword #trueloveexists #herheartisbiggerthanher #Godsprincess #beautyngrace

Yall he is the funniest!! #common #letlovehavethelastword #nolalife

A love that was known before my existence. God before I ask! You know! #DontSettleForSafe #44rulesoftheogcode #LetLoveHaveTheLastWord #TheSecretToSuccess #TheMillionaireSubstitute #NewWine #HappyAnniversary #MyGrandparents #38Years

I don’t always see the eleven year old young man I have. When he’s asleep I still see that infant that lays right under me with a pacifier whose just swinging his arms to check to see if I’m there. At some point I realized I’m not raising a child🤲🏾 I’m raising an adult. I’m just grateful for wise counsel on this journey. #canyoustandtobeblessed #destiny #letlovehavethelastword

Last night was a releasing ceremony… I had written some things I wanted to let go… I thought of the poems and written of my equine experience… We walked down to the river… Mostly silent… Hoss running ahead, then running around us, keeping watch… I stood by the edge of the river I heard the babbling of the water… I saw a river become two then back again to one… The way the water just danced, where it danced over stones smoothing their edges… I watch the sunset behind the mountain… I close my eyes and breathe in deeply as I lifted my head and my arms… The sage stick was moved around my body… Making me more clear… We walked to the small rock fire pit and one by one spoke our truth and set our releases on fire… The flame burn bright, then soft, then blazed again… Like the burning of my soul… I watch the smoke, almost mesmerizing as it rose and world… The beautiful designs it made as it took what I was ready to release to the heavens… I walked back to the stables In darkness, but felt more light inside me… I looked around, the farm, a simple place, but hold space for me to wrestle what haunted me… The horses to mirrored back to me my deepest wounds and greatest gifts… The women who built this container of love where it safe to be vulnerable and authentic… I am forever grateful. 9-29-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “Releasing Ceremony” written 9-29-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2023myyearofleaningdeeperintome #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #thishorseidontknowhisname #youcantrustthepromiseofthisopening #hopereinshealingtherapy #equinetherapy #horselove #inthearenaliterally #releasingceremony

I’m a story teller Isn’t it weird, our stories… I talk a lot… As we all know… I share details and feelings… As I tell a new therapist... I tell it through the light of evidence of where I’ve been… How I got to this place… To find a clear path of where I’m going… As I tell a new friend… I tell it by the light of connection to find the places our stories connect and find common ground… As I tell my children… I tell it by the light of small flashes… tinier chunks with some less abrasive bites as to show them a small bits while wanting them to know me, to really know who their mama is… I didn’t ask my own mama enough questions while I was caught in my own story… As I tell a new lover… I tell it by the dimly lit light of the moon… Watching for signs of coiling back or moving in closer… Listening for a change in the rhythm of the breath… Watching their eyes for a sign, if they will continue to turn the pages and be a part of the next chapter. 4-21-21 https://youtu.be/fabuSfDPbeI Me reading my piece “I’m a Storyteller”(December Moon Reference Series)” written by me 7-11-22, #themessandthebliss #itsmeteri #itsmeteriintuitiveenergyguide #messyblissfulwriting #messyblissfullife #2023myyearofleaningdeeperintome #piecesofme #writersgottawrite #writersofyoutube #messyblissfulwriting #vibrantlywholehearted #vulnerable #creatingthelifeidesire #themessandthemuck #lovefiercely #blessedandblissed #letlovehavethelastword #manifestation #destiny #creativity #transformation #wanderlust #nurturingrelationships #yourvoiceisneededinthisworld #yourtouchheals #moonflowers #themoonandiarelovers #moonwitch #Decembermoonreferenceseries

Repost: I was giddy to get back to the stable last night. I knew that each night there is different… different mood… different energy…different demons to chase… Last night it was my turn to watch others in the pen wrestling their own issues… I stood with him as he waited his turn, and we watched another face her self in the mirror of the horse… I leaned in and rubbed My hand on his neck, my fingers moved the hair from in front of his eyes… I moved to smell the skin on his cheek, I love the strong jaw, and the smooth soft hair there… He held space for my loving him as we held space for those in the arena… We’ve been there before, me once, him many times… We knew that the pen was different for everyone… As it came to be his turn to go into the pen, I put my forehead to his, where our third eyes could touch, then I kissed him there… I moved to the other side of the pen as he entered with his partner this time, I watched as he galloped around the pen, the majestic move of his body the way he owned himself, and let himself be guided… He knew what she needed like he had known that for me too… I saw his alpha the way he submitted yet shown that he could take his control any time… For me he had held space, and showed alphas can hold space for me without control…That I can trust strong energy without being smothered… That strong can be soft… That leaning can be safe when there is stability to lean on… That someone holding my kite string grounds me and let’s me fly. 9-22-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “I Was Giddy to Get Back to the Stable” written 9-22-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2023myyearofleaningdeeperintome #readingpoems #readingpoetry #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #thishorseidontknowhisname #youcantrustthepromiseofthisopening #hopereinshealingtherapy #equinetherapy #horselove #inthearenaliterally #iwasgiddytogetbacktothestable

Repost: Find me wild about love, the kind that carries you through the murky water… Find me wild about words, the ones that let me feel your soul… Find me wild about energy, the kind that shifts the whole room when you walk in… Find me wild about peaches, that first bite where my teeth tear the skin to slurp the tangy juices as it runs down my chin… Find me wild about my babies, the way just the thought of them bubbles up joy in my body… Find me wild about the shade of the old tree where stories are passed down from mature lips to fresh young ears… Find me wild about colors, the kind that are vivid and the kind that are soft… Find me wild about plants, the way they bring life to wherever they bloom… Find me wild about laughter, the kind that carries through the walls of my home… Find me wild about dancing, in my car, in my kitchen, on the sand… Find me wild about moonlight, the way it bathes me in light, even in the darkness… Find me wild about passion, for life, for bliss, for love… 6-6-22 https://youtu.be/WPrxvR42zHY This is up on my YouTube channel -The Mess and The Bliss “Find Me Wild About… (December Moon Reference Series)” written by me 6-6-22 #themessandthebliss #itsmeteri #itsmeteriintuitiveenergyguide #messyblissfulwriting #messyblissfullife #2023myyearofleaningdeeperintome # #piecesofme #writersgottawrite #writersofyoutube #messyblissfulwriting #vibrantlywholehearted #vulnerable #creatingthelifeidesire #themessandthemuck #lovefiercely #blessedandblissed #letlovehavethelastword #manifestation #destiny #creativity #transformation #wanderlust #nurturingrelationships #yourvoiceisneededinthisworl #yourtouchheals #moonflowers #themoonandiarelovers #moonwitch #Decembermoonreferenceseries #sheclaystudio

Repost: This horse I don’t know his name… We were to paint on his side like a canvas… The time we felt safe, I drew a house with a heart… My mama’s house, I felt safe… My home with my children, I felt safe with a circle of love protecting us… Then we drew a time we felt unsafe, I drew a wedding ring the letters MRS, and then three small hearts to represent the three women but I felt saved me- my victims advocate, my therapist and a friend who worked at the jail… The horse was mostly patient as I drew…some, stomping and twitching… some uneasy backing up, and moving forward…some snuggling his head into me so I could lean in, and smell his neck for comfort… As it was my turn to talk about my painting, the horse had my painting hidden against the fence… It was a struggle to get to, like it’s a struggle to show my pain… When I rinsed him off the picture remained on his side… The colors were gone, but the picture remained, less colorful, less prominent, but still there… That night I awoke in the middle of the night with an aha… My safe place has never been with a man. 9-10-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “This Horse I Don’t Know His Name” written 9-10-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #thishorseidontknowhisname #hopereinshealingtherapy #equinetherapy #horselove #inthearenaliterally

Repost: Give us just one of those moments Last night I learned a daisy knot… The horses wear masks to keep the flies off, they can see out but I can’t see in… We took off his mask as I haltered him, I saw his beautiful brown eyes so deep, so kind… I’ve seen those eyes before, the look of calm and caring… As people around us talked, I leaned in and smelled his neck… My nose filling with what smells like home… I love touching his soft cheek, his jaw strong and steady… The soft feel beneath my fingers… He nuzzles me too… I smell again, breathing and deep… Then he nuzzles me too… Maybe he knows the tender memories it brings me… We walk together, me leading, but him right beside me… Sometimes his steps get a head and I slow him… Maybe he mirrors the way I get ahead of myself… Maybe this is what rising in love feels like... I know this is just a moment in time… That he gives of himself to many others… But for this moment the love affair is just ours to share. 8-18-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “Give Us Just One of Those Moments” written 8-18-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #giveusjustoneofthosemoments #hopereinshealingtherapy #equinetherapy #horselove #inthearenaliterally

Repost: Last night I went into the stall with you… Just you and me… I spoke softly to you as I slipped the halter over your nose, and pulled it over your head… I guided you out of the stall, and into the arena… As we walked together I knew the real guiding would be from you… As I placed each word on your body, tears filled my eyes… I saw myself in your look… I knew that each one held a memory, a person who put a word on me… How I too just stood and took it on… That the sadness In your eyes mirrored mine… I knew that to get to the other side I had to believe it was possible… That my words were More powerful than anyone else is… That to know these were really me… As I unhooked the rope I held you with, I told you to be free… My heart soared with you as you didn’t just walk away, but you jumped and kicked as you ran free. 8-25-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “Last Night I Went into the Stall with You” written 8-25-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #lastnightiwentintothestallwithyou #hopereinshealingtherapy #equinetherapy #horselove #inthearenaliterally

#20yearsandcounting #halloweenaversary 20 years ago we took our @pacificobeer to Pacifica, built a bonfire on the beach, and you asked me to be your girlfriend! #iloveyoumuchassmoochas #letlovegrow #iloveourstory #fthedoubtersandhaters #iykyk #apologiesandactionsmatter #lovematters #letlovehavethelastword

Repost: You are a temple of mud and soul… The vessel of your most precious light in this life… The place where some come to worship your gloriousness, and others try to dig through the clay to grasp some of your glimmer… The fire burns too hot for those unworthy to touch you, and warms the fingers of those who have deep longing to know your warmth… What you bring in this life is energy only you can add to the glow of us all… Your shimmer matters, your touch heals in a way no one else understands… Your words are listened for in the breeze by those who need your voice in this world… What you speak adds depth to the story of us all… What you sing helps complete the lullaby that calms the storms of our souls. 10-17-22 https://youtu.be/2bU2GI9P-1o Link to my YouTube channel… Me reading my piece “You are a Temple of Mud and Soul” written by me 10-17-22 #themessandthebliss #itsmeteri #2022myyearofvibrantjoyfulexploration #56myyearofmanifestationdestinycreativitytransformationwanderlustnurturingrelationships #piecesofme #writersgottawrite #writersofyoutube #riverwriting #messyblissfulwriting #vibrantlywholehearted #vulnerable #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #themessandthemuck #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #blessedandblissed #letlovehavethelastword #manifestation #destiny #creativity #transformation #wanderlust #nurturingrelationships #youareatempleofmudandsoul #yourvoiceisneededinthisworld #yourtouchheals #sunflowers

What if… Theres a life for you that’s more than you know to ask for. What if… The things you worry about don’t really matter. What if… Everything you think you want is less than you deserve. What if… What you bring is enough, always more than enough. What if… The loneliness is opening a way to deeper connection. What if… The exhaustion is a way of cocooning to prepare you for your next awakening. What if… Feeling different is enabling you to be more authentic. What if… Slowing down is just catching your breath from your race with the trauma. What if… What triggers you gives you a chance to lean into peace. What if… The shedding of beliefs makes way for new ways of seeing your self. What if… Saying yes brings more opening up. What if… Saying no gives you space to just be. 9-30-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… https://youtu.be/cehpH-54B54 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

The gifts look like nothing we ever thought we wanted… This life I live isn’t at all how I pictured it would be… There’s more struggle than I anticipated, more loneliness than I thought possible… Yet I found there’s more love than I could have ever imagined, found in places I didn’t even know existed… I found more heart filling joy than I could have dreamed… While I thought the big things would matter, I found the little things make up the most beautiful life… I found that while the foundation of my life can be shaken and pieces may crumble, what truly matters holds strong and grows… that new can be built even more gorgeous than before… I found that in loss we are given beautiful gifts… I found that there are angels everywhere if you just notice… I found that I am given the love to make it through this life… That the precious jewels were hidden inside me all along, and I’m still finding them by the lights you shine on me. 9-29-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “The Gifts” written 9-29-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

Repost: Last in this Equine Series I would like my living to inhabit me… It’s been a few weeks since my round of equine ended… Maybe I need to go to the pasture and smell the neck of him… My eyes fill with tears as I think of it… Maybe I need to put my forehead to his, his third eye with mine for answers… Maybe he holds what I haven’t dared… Maybe it’s time to let him give it back to me… Maybe the breeze from the river will bring us the peace we seek… Maybe my hand on his chest, and the other on mine will remind me of the knowing I have… Maybe his ability to hold space will give me the room to explore myself, and remember my deepest core… Maybe I will find myself reflected in the pool of his deep brown eyes… And maybe, just maybe he will find himself in mine… 10-27-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “I Would Like My Living to Inhabit Me” written 10-27-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #thishorseidontknowhisname #youcantrustthepromiseofthisopening #hopereinshealingtherapy #equinetherapy #horselove #inthearenaliterally #iwouldlikemylivingtoinhabitme

Throwback Thursday! It was so awesome meeting Common - close to four years ago. He was one of the nicest people I’ve ever met!!!🎭 #Common #umross #hillauditorium #letlovehavethelastword

Repost: We have not come here to… We have not come here to sit in our fear… But to jump into our brave. We have not come here to drown in our tears of sorrow… But to let them cleanse our soul. We have not come here to find someone to love us... But to find ourselves in love. We have not come here to wish for a different life… But to make our life our own. We have not come here to be worried about perfection… But to swim in the muck and find messy joy. We have not come here to wait for the music to start… But to dance to our own songs. We have not come here to save our bodies for the long-haul… But to use them in all the ways we can. We have not come here to watch the parade go by… But to toss our fiery batons in the air with reckless abandon. We have not come here to sip this life slowly and carefully… But to gulp in all the flavors we can. We have not come here to write our poems in the lines… But to let our ink flow gloriously all over the page. 8-14-19 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “We Have Not Come Here” written 8-14-19 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

Longing My eyes long for knowing looks... the eyes that really see me. My nose longs for deep breaths... the scent that smells like home. My ears long for whispers so close I can feel them... the words soothing my being. My hands long for strength under soft skin... My heart longs for a kindred beat ... the heart that’s in sync with my own. My body longs for passionate touch... the body that blends into mine. My soul longs for familiar connection... the soul whose light touches mine. 6-28-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “Longing” written 6-28-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #longing

Repost: Last night the rain spoke to me… Lately it seems the summer rain has been courting me… Coming by in the evenings for a few hours or sometimes just a few moments… Bringing me the cool fresh air to breathe in… Sometimes speaking loudly with claps of thunder to draw my attention… Sometimes the faint whispers sprinkling on the windows… Sometimes the sound of its arrival excites me, and I hurry to the porch to share in the moisturizing of the valley… Sometimes the rhythm of the drops on the roof lull me to sleep and the encircling of its presents cuddles me as a dream… I know it’s a fleeting romance, that our time is for a season, but for now I’ll hold space for this love affair in my life… I’ll enjoy the smells of the fresh air, the touch of soft droplets on my skin, And the steamy embrace of the humid air holding me tight. 8-4-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “Last night the rain spoke to me” written 8-4-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #lastnighttherainspoketome

Repost: Chicago Thunderstorms As I lay beside you in bed I hear the rolling of thunder and the pouring of rain... a chill in the air but safely wrapped in the fluff of comforters.... my head on your shoulder...my hand on your chest ... I feel your deep breaths as I inhaled the warmth of your skin... trying to soak in the essence of you... Your arm around my back ... your hand on my hip... you pull me close ... I feel the rhythm of my heart beat against your body like it’s knocking to get in ... The soft moan of your lips as they gently touch my forehead ... all tension releases as I surrender into you... The breathing of two become one ... deep and slow... and every so often a sigh escapes my mouth from the depth of my soul to find life in the air. The moments like this ... here with you like my soul found it’s mate ... like the whole of me combines with the whole of you to be one... I lay here and listen to the words of me, mix with the music of you... it’s not forced or pushed it composes it’s self... such ease and grace like the song has always been here but we are just really listening for the first time. 5-3-18 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #itsmeteri #2020myyearofcreatingmagic #myvibrantcolorfullife #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted #writersgottawrite #iamwriter #riverwriting

Repost: Chicago through his eyes I’d heard his voice on my phone and it vibrated my soul... I’d seen his face on the screen and my eyes fell in love… But here I was in the middle of the night outside Midway airport wheeling my bag toward his car, we hugged briefly and then he opened my door… We nervously chatted, even missed a turn on our way to his place… He opened the door to his home and invited me into his world… He made food to feed my body, while our conversation nourished my soul… The days and the nights blended together, we woke and slept to our own rhythm, safe in our own bubble of time... He took the time to create beautiful coffee because he knew it was my obsession, each sip felt like love, each touch felt like home... I read, he mixed music, and in his arms we flowed to his rhythm, and each of our own melodies combined to make one… We talked and we listened for hours, we laughed and I even cried some… The sound of the train and it’s whistle went from unexpected to familiar like the way our lives were starting to entwine... He showed me where he began, where he grew... I breathe in the air of his childhood, I felt the vibrations of his journey... I watched him as he spoke, I touched his hand, and he touched my soul… The deeper I saw him, the more depth I wanted to see... As he uncovered himself, the closer in I wanted to move... The more I fell in love with him, the more whole I felt in me. 5-2-2018 YouTube channel - The Mess and The Bliss #themessandthebliss #itsmeteri #2020myyearofcreatingmagic #myvibrantcolorfullife #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted #writersgottawrite #iamwriter #riverwriting

REPOST Lips I feel like a connoisseur of lips lately… I watch the way they move when speaking, the thickness or thinness of them… I wonder do they change by what words come out between them? Does the beauty of them change as lies slither out? Do they get more plump with the sweetness if love is spoken more? The communication of your lips on mine, do I feel the truth as we touch, as we share our warm flesh with each other. I’m paying attention now to the feel of lips, the taste of lips, the energy that’s sparks between our lips. I love my new obsession, the being in the moment, and enjoying lips, but also the real attention to the moment of lips. The ones that taste like lies and deceit… The ones that taste like exploration and intrigue… The ones that taste like holding back, don’t lose control… The ones that taste like innocence and wanting to love and be loved… The ones that taste like they want to dominate and devour me… The ones that taste like games and fear… And then once in a while the universe smiles and I taste those lips, the ones that feel like home, and taste like forever… When our lips touch with brave passion, not cheapened by hurry… Just deep slow knowing, loss of inhibitions… Ravishingly beautiful… when each touch is a dance where our rhythm becomes as one...The moments that remind me I’m alive not just in the flesh, because that’s temporary, but remind me that not only have our lips touched for life times, but our souls have entwined forever... 1-29-18 #themessandthebliss #itsmeteri #2023myyearofleaningdeeperintome #myvibrantcolorfullife #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #letlovehavethelastword #neverthelessshepersisted #writersgottawrite

Repost: Someone has written something new in the ashes of your life... Life has a way of burning you to the ground, a way of scorching your very soul... Is it to burn your debris, to get rid of what holds you back... and slowly as your lungs are filled with smoke and your eyes red from the ash... Someone sees beyond the burnt rubble and they write new possibilities in your ashes... They draw joy where sorrow was... They draw love where loneliness lived... They draw hope and belief and potential, they brush and blow away what clouds your vision... They see you so clearly that you can almost see yourself in your eyes. 7-12-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “Someone has written something new in the ashes of your life” written 7-12-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

Repost: We rained from the water of our mothers… Sometimes I dream of being there… My first home… The womb of my mother… Sometimes I ache for that closeness, to be wrapped cozily in her body… Maybe that’s why her presence always made me feel safe… She was tiny and the sweetest, yet fierce and brave… I wish I could hear her voice sharing wisdom, I promise I’d hang on every word this time… I thought I was the brave one with my adventurous spirit and my wild soul, but maybe courage is more in the soft moments alone, pushing forward when it’s hard to go on… I sometimes touch my plump belly now, and I rub the soft skin, I remember when my children lived in my body... I long for the moments only we shared, the secrets I told as they grew inside me, and explored stretching and moving… Holding the moments we were one. 6-16-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “We rained from the water of our mothers” written 6-16-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

Repost: The flame now alive under my skin… I feel the slow burn in me, the faint fire in my soul… Sometimes it burns so wild and free, yet so easily is doused and muted, by the held breath, the holding back of oxygen… Sometimes the flames are fanned from many directions, the heat rising in hypnotic joy, and then what... The energy shifts and slows to a barely alive ember, and I become cold again... I’m used to this cycle, the passion of heat and the bite of frost... the cold hibernating my creating, slowing my spark, and each time I fear it was my last flare of heat that it may never burn wild again… So I slowly look for the sticks that may stoke the fire, and gently blow the embers back to life. 6-16-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “The flame now alive under my skin” written 6-16-21 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

Repost: It had something to do with death… It had something to do with love... yesterday we did a thing, a thing I’ve never done before, Spreading ashes of a loved one. My sisters and I drove my dad to the Grand Canyon to set my father free from one of the jars he inhabits now… A light mustard yellow quart jar with the word dream written on it… My jar is light blue and says love, it still sits on my mantle... but yesterday we let his ashes float down the canyon, his Canyon… he found a new love and himself there in the massive layers of a deep hole in the earth. My dad was different from most dad‘s, I knew he was more rough around the edges, he had to act more tough than other dads… Maybe because his hurt and pain were so deep he needed the extra layers of rough and tough to protect him. I have odd memories of my dad that most children might not have… We spent time together in the bar where he drank Coors light and I drank coke in a glass and ate beef jerky. Maybe that’s where my love of jerky came from… Sometimes he would buy me a whole jar and I’d hoard it in my bedroom closet. My dad hit rock bottom, again, in his late 40s early 50s. It was heartbreaking to watch, it was painful to admit to myself let alone anyone else. As my sister and I sat on a bench yesterday, we looked around at the lodge and cabins that had been his refuge all those years ago... we talked of his love for the Canyon ... the winds and weather had formed this natural wonder just as the winds of life and weather of self loathing had formed his life. We realized in that moment that just like the beauty found in different hues of rock ... his hues changed as well ...his subtle shifts...how Grand it was that this Canyon was his comeback... 8-14-19 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath

Repost: What if... sitting in this valley brought you back. What if… The air I breathe here was once your breath. What if... the hummingbirds playing tag around me were sent by you. What if… Under this tree is where are you come to meet me and whisper in my ear. What if… Each step my foot takes on the gravel roads reminds the earth of your steps before me. What if… The grass under my toes today comes back each year to look for you. What if… The rocks I paint lavender and teal are rocks that were underneath the hooves of Lucy as you rode the valley in summers just like this. What if… The lilac bush your mother planted long before I was born was planted for my nose to remember you. What if… The restless sleep I feel here is because you no longer sleep in this old family home. What if... knowing you rest just up the hill going out of town, and I can see that place from here, gives me comfort. What if… The taste of fresh grown tomatoes reminds me of the warm summer days in this valley. What if… Although my eyes no longer see you in the flesh, or my hands so longer touch you, I feel your soul still touching mine. 8-9-21 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poem “What if... pine valley edition” written Aug 2021 #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #2021myyearofcreativityiamrootedandiflow #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat #itssnowbeautiful #ourlittlepeaceofheaven #missingmymama

Love is of God.! #redo99 #love #spreadlove #spreadlovenothate #letlovelead #healtheworld #letlovehavethelastword #

Repost: Remember me after the crickets stop singing… Remember me, not all my faults, but remember how deeply I loved you… Remember me, not the times I stumbled, but the times I held you up and kissed your bruises… Remember me, not the times I raised my voice, but the times I sang you to sleep as you lay in my arms… Remember me, not the times I burned it to the ground, but the times I built bridges from the ashes… Remember me, not the times love stung our hearts, but when I was the one who always stayed… Remember me, not the times I was clumsy and embarrassing, but when across the room or the field you saw the way I adored you by the look in my eyes… Remember me, not when I chose badly, but the times I continued to push through the muck to the other side… Remember me, not the times I was afraid, but the times I spoke even when my voice shook…Remember me, not for my imperfections, but the way I perfectly, imperfectly lived my life. 7-18-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

It Is For Keeps I think about keepsies as a kid… When you traded your friend and said “for keepsies”… It was a contract of sorts, a way of saying no give backs… I think of it now, the exchange of hearts, how I give mine and you give yours… How for me the love is keepsies, If I love you, I always love you, maybe at some point I just love you for the lesson, but the string that binds us always will… I think how I’ve given my heart and it’s been given back, bruised, broken, pieces missing… And I hold it, looking at the damage, and wonder if it will ever repair enough to be given again… And I lovingly mend it with the salve of Love Nugget love… The balm of my heart beats love… The wash of the love surrounding me… I talk to her, give her time and healing energy, and prepare her for the hands that may hold her next. 7-18-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

Sweet One Legacee, an inheritance, a rich gift passed down from robust ancestors… generations of love culminating to create this precious little body. A soul so abundant in light that God knew, as his hands passed her through Ana to this life, He wouldn’t be able to share her for long. Sweet one, so young on this planet, yet her wise old soul so magnificent. She looked at you through her lashes and large coal black eyes as if she held wisdom inside. She seemed to come here with a knowing, a bright spark… to remind us of why we loved. She squealed and coo’d as if she had secrets of life she was bursting to share. Ooodles of soft black hair on her head, caramel light bright skin, kissable squishy cheeks, rolls upon rolls on her arms, and delicious chubby thighs. She grabbed handfuls of whatever she could reach, like she wanted to experience it all. She was sweet and soft, she adored her sisters, and tried to join in their play… She loved showers with her mama, the splashing of water drops on her skin, the safety and warmth of her mama’s arms, and the silly way she sang “the sweet one” like Prince. Her time on this earth was too brief, the need to pause time is great. There is a piece of our lives that will never be filled. But her life, though short was wide spreading, and deeply impactful… so much so that death can’t define it. She came here to Spark lights of bright love, to wiggle into our souls, grab our hearts… to remind us that the small moments are the big moments… that in our darkness her memory can shine the way through each day. 7-28-19 YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

Repost: Between this life and the life I’m living I dream of a life so much different than this… Where the air in my lungs is lighter and the heaviness dissipates… I dream of a life where writing flows and my plants live through my inadequacies… I dream of a life where pens never run out of ink and kiss the paper with sweet words… I dream of a life where the love of my life and I dance, and laugh in the kitchen… I dream of a life where the ocean is close enough to smell, and sand becomes a wanted companion… I dream of a life where nights are filled with great food, laughter, and sangria… I dream of a life where my wanting is less, and my having is more… I dream of a life where friends come to my door for healing and comfort, and bring with them love… I dream of a life where I’m seen, really seen, and my people don’t turn away… I dream of a life where alone isn’t lonely, and followed with the holding of me. 7-18-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

My work has taken me around the world and connected me with some incredible people. I recently got to share space with @common and it was time well spent. #Common #CelebSighting #ForaGoodCause #GoodTrouble #LetLoveHavetheLastWord #HometownHero

Repost: I’m making a home inside myself A week from now, my babies, and my babies babies will gather at our piece of heaven in Pine Valley… All my love nuggets under one roof, our old family home full to the brim with love… We will play on the lawn… Swim in a blowup pool… Feed carrots to the neighbors horses… Eat ice cream cones from the Brandin iron… Eat Navajo tacos and watermelon, pancakes and frosted mini wheats, chips with dip and cookies, and way too much candy… We will play corn hole and have a scavenger hunt… We will take walks and see deer… We will invite friends to play… We will end the day filthy and splash too much in the bath… We will cuddle and watch movies… We will laugh too loud, and there will inevitably be some tears and some fighting… But we will laugh and love more… And really no matter what we do, my heart will be full and my soul will be whole. 7-18-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat

What did I come here to say… Words have been hard to find again… The beauty of them lost somewhere inside my head… Covid gave me days to rest, but it’s hidden my words from me… I want to write of beauty and joy… I feel pulled to write of the injustices in our world… But nothing comes, no eloquence, no rhythm, or cadence… I want to smear my beating heart on the page again… I want to show why the thumping of it races when I think of lovers or love… I want to turn myself inside out so you can see what I feel in my body… I want to explain why I’m in love with the moon and why raw honey from Georgia warms my soul… But the words, they won’t come when I search for them… Maybe if I just stop, close my eyes, breathe deeply, and be still, they will come find me. 7-11-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveillmakemoreofthat https://youtu.be/W73Mbs7wIJo

Praise be… Cold salted watermelon quenching my craving and my thirst. Praise be… A soft bed to hold my tired body. Praise be… Plants that are determined enough to live through my gardening inadequacies. Praise be… Candles that hold my wishes and melt what I must release. Praise be… New babies to squish and breathe in. Praise be… Cold Pine Valley water from our family spring. Praise be… People who really see me, and don’t look away. Praise be… Moonlit nights and star filled skies. Praise be… A creator that trusted me enough to send me my three heartbeats. Praise be… Love nuggets that come through my children to fill my life with love. Praise be… Those who love me when I’m hard to love. Praise be… Soft Minky blankets to hold me when I need to be held. Praise be… Friends who share words with me, and I with them. 7-11-22 This is up on my YouTube channel... The Mess and The Bliss ... me reading my poems… #itsmeteri #themessandthebliss #readingpoems #readingpoetry #loveorsomethinglikeit #letlovehavethelastword #vulnerable #inthearena #braveafraidandtotallyalive #writersgottawrite #creatingthelifeidesire #daringgreatly #risingstrong #blessedandblissed #themessandthemuck #thisgloriouslife #vibrantlywholehearted #lovefiercely #gaspingforbreath #thrivingconnected #loveilltakemoreofthat