Enter The Temple of Sekmet (and don’t forget to wear Red.)

Divine Sisters Brothers of Light Keepers of the Divine Feminine Power. I will not keep silent anymore. I will use my voice for healing If my roar intimidates, be aware... ...unconditional love is trying to penetrate you. With my voice I awaken your demons invite them forward to play. Join me on this higher elevation … Continue reading Enter The Temple of Sekmet (and don’t forget to wear Red.)

The Great White Male

I slapped on the visor and apron with uncertainty. Already I had worked the season opener for the local college team, now my volunteering efforts were geared towards opening day for the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. The USF game was its own special nightmare - scorching day, no breeze, collapsing bodies - but otherwise, sales at … Continue reading The Great White Male

Keepin’ It Short

Progress report on my awesome 'do.  I've got about an inch and change of growth since the buzz down. The curls are coming in really tight, yet still distinct - soft, wispy curls along the temples, thick twists cover the rest. There's still the weird patch of hair that grows longer than the rest of … Continue reading Keepin’ It Short

On Self-Deprecation

  I am in a mood. I'm gonna compose some letters. Not going to mail them, just let the words flow cathartic. I'll print them on lovely stationary, then burn them, after I cross and cover names. Yep. I'm in that kind of mood. I'll start my drafts here for your amusement. To accompany, a … Continue reading On Self-Deprecation

For You, Lady Graduate (a poem)

Niece #2 graduated yesterday, with much relief and gratitude. She's my namesake and shares my spirit. For her graduation package, I added an impromptu poem. It literally roused me from deep sleep days before mailing her gifts, the words, "Go on little princess, put on your crown..." Attached is the modified version. The original you'll … Continue reading For You, Lady Graduate (a poem)

Two Plates Two Bowls Two Glasses

Today the lake water has taken on a pumice hue. Ripples close in like busy worker ants towards the inlet, dumping froth along the coastline. Bitter, the air, the overnight drop in temperature simultaneously welcome and abhored. This morning instead of sipping a cup of coffee I puff on my glass bowl. There's much work … Continue reading Two Plates Two Bowls Two Glasses

Operation: Falcon Crest

Three yellow butterflies fluttered before me, playfully twisting in the warm morning gust accentuating this morning's walk. Sweat curtained my face way before hitting the mile marker; what is this?? This time last year, a decent chill to temper the swamp, but in 2015, I still have boob sweat! Walk is over and it's time … Continue reading Operation: Falcon Crest

Hot Biker Chicks of Pinellas County

She approached with heavy Megan Fox-style panting, not a single wiggle to her lean profile, pushing a three-wheeled exercise stroller with two well-behaved younguns strapped in for the ride. Her smile fanned the driveway, holding my gaze, interrupting the fill of my bike tires prior to an inaugural ride. Her skin, a scintillating coat of … Continue reading Hot Biker Chicks of Pinellas County

Send Me An Angel (rev2)

My friends and I believe I met an angel in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Here’s the story... We're at the Center of The Universe! The festival, that is, although the psilocybin and cannabinoids and diazapam coursing through my body makes me feel as if I'm standing on the sun. Arms swinging gaily, feet bee-bopping as my team … Continue reading Send Me An Angel (rev2)