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I am in Chapter 2. Olivia and I had a long talk about the nature of the Wood Between the Worlds. Five and three-quarter year olds have a surprisingly deep understanding of metaphysics.

From Chapter 2:

The faint colors that a sunrise can add to countryside often reveal a beauty unseen by day. As...

From Designs

Celebrate The Spirit needed a new site design for their gathering this year.Simple, elegant, and magical. Images of Phoenixes and themes of rebirth came together and made this.

of you
my fingers dream
unknown curves
untouched knees
thighs
hips

of you
my lips thirst
a mythical taste

that wafts
upon your breath
in my dreams

i dream of your lips
and the laughter that dances behind your eyes
and of the quiet evening
by the fire
when we will talk
together
of how we met
long ago

wish that i were
the kiss upon your lips
to stay
as we part
and sigh
to be
the taste
of our passion
moist
and rich
born of a moment
between us

to dance my hands
around your hips
and across your back

to draw you toward me
so closely
that breath is an effort

to drape your mane
about my face

to trace your shape
with my fingertips

to taste your essence
upon my lips

to feel your very soul
reverberate within me

somehow i know
you would never have even spoken to me
in high school

and that makes you
scary
somehow

i wonder
as we talk
about when i ripened
in your eyes

about when it became okay
to be seen with someone like me

holding you
closely
snuggled tightly
together

and

and
in that moment
i felt hollow.

utterly unseen
and unknown.

wearing an echo
where i dream my heart to lay.

hearing only my breath
and not the words said to me.

i imagine
waking beside you
eyes half closed
hearing you rise
and watching
your shadow’s shape
move across the room.

entwined
i taste passion
upon your lips
and thirst

would that i could
consume and savor passion
both at once

to utterly know
and to linger
over the warming nectar
that we kindle between us

beneath a sky
dappled with stars

i tasted you
upon my lips

chocolate
could not hope to compare

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Liv, Lucia, her Mom, and a trampoline….
(Olivia took these pictures. She’s 5!)

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They fell asleep to a bedtime story.>

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Fathers Day with Olivia, Amanda, Ocean, Mykelle, and Sierra.