I watched Memoirs of a Geisha last night, and I pondered the beauty and tragedy of such a path. This morning I had another long and crazy dream.

I was a Geisha and before me was this written contract that had been renewed many times over, I couldn't tell how many maybe 8-13 times. As I read it I was changing the fonts and colors of the contract but could not change the words - they were fixed. The last time the contract was renewed being this time was making me very sad. "They" were conte... read more

A few days ago I had this really intense and emotional dream. It was all in shades of red. It opened up on a scene where I and my daughter Manzanita were training for a mock SCA battle. I thought it would be good for her to learn how to fight. It was a sunny day and we were in a pleasant valley. All of a sudden, an army crested the hill above us, in a surprise attack. I gazed up at them appreciating the intensity and beauty of the sight. I turned to put on my armor when a volley of arrows sho... read more

sometimes
a plague of black ants
swarms from some
crack in my heart and
lays waste to
the garden of my soul
i am left standing
on blighted soil
holding some
tenuous thread
hope is such a fragile
life line

sometimes
a chasm opens up
between me and
my life
i smell you
inches from me
i taste the roses
a memory a theory
the wind raises
goose bumps
on my skin
a universe away
can this filament
this hope
bridge this
unfathomable gap
i might as well
try to lasso
t... read more