https://joyfuel.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/thedaytheactivistsoverslept.mp3 (click above to hear audio description of essay, art and poem) This post is dedicated to the activists, helpers, community servants, and the often unseen sometimes unknowable kindness warriors who continue to show up for the rest of us, to believe there is something they can do to make everything a little better, less […]
(click above to hear audio descriptive reading of essay) Dear Ones, (Yes I feel like using proper punctuation and capitalization today.) I want to get really personal here and talk about something I have never heard anyone talk about: shhhh, this is a big secret that mass media does not want us talking about […]
dear ones, (I am reposting this from my other site, Joyfuel.) I am now creating audio recordings for each of my posts in order to make my posts more accessible, and to describe images in each post.) To listen to the audio recording of me reading this essay click audio button above. the world has […]
dear ones, for the first time in nine days i went to the grocery store. i had a heightened sense of awareness of how everywhere i touched or breathed might possibly contribute to the corona sadness. i was shopping with great intention, purpose and love for five at my house, for my parents, my […]
Audio description on youtube: dear one, when i started making art again and writing for my web site here i had to choose a name. i wanted a name to represent me differently, to remind me of the importance of owning how my posts might potentially ripple out into the world. one way of […]
dear ones, many years ago i was really sick. i had an illness that was never really diagnosed or named. my mental and physical unwellness disrupted every aspect of my life, my understanding of myself, my relationships with people, and my career. you might remember my six-word story: her personal earthquake reinvented her everything. well […]
Sistah!
Love this. Thank you for sharing.
Here is one of my favorite Rumi poems:
The Way Wings Should
What will our children do in the morning? Will they wake with their hearts wanting to play, the way wings should?
Will they have dreamed the needed flights
and gathered the strength from the planets
that all men and women need
to balance the wonderful charms of the earth
so that her power and beauty
do not make us forget our own?
What will our children do in the morning if they do not see us fly?
Rumi ~
from Love Poems From God:
Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West
by Daniel Ladinsky
I love this poem! Truth be told, I love everything Rumi that I have read.
My honey is home! Yay! So I am trying not to do any work while he’s here. But I will rsvp to your emails early next week, sistah. I promise!
The birds are singing outside. There is seed to welcome them and spring!
Blessings of this Piscean new moon,
Kate
Thank you my friend, I am proud to be able to read the writing on your article!
And I long for the same — soon, soon.